[HERBIE]
Her manner's charming
But nice she ain't
Her smile's disarming
But nice she ain't

She's a dame with more love to give than she pretends
And a heart that's too warm to be refused
Every place that she goes, she makes a million friends
That lady has friends that she ain't even used

Well, I'm no bargain, and she's no saint
But, oh, so nice—she ain't

She's a dame with more love to give than she prеtends
And a heart that's too warm to be rеfused
Every place that she goes, she makes a million friends
That lady has friends that she ain't even used

Well, I'm no bargain, and she's no saint
If nice she ain't, I've no complaint
'Cause mine, all mine she is
But nice she ain't