Peggy McCreary - Condition Of The Heart lyrics

[Verse 1] There was a girl in Paris Whom he sent a letter to Hoping she would answer back Now wasn't that a fool Hardy notion on the part of a Sometimes lonely musician Acting out a whim is only good For a condition of the heart There was a dame from London Who insisted that he loves her Then left him for a real prince From Arabia, now isn't that A shame that sometimes money Buys you everything and nothing Love, it only seems to buy a Terminal condition of the heart [Chorus] Thinking about you driving me crazy My friends all say it's just a phase, but ooh-ooh Every day is a yellow day I'm blinded by the daisies in your yard [Verse 2] There was a woman from the ghetto Who made funny faces just like Clara Bow, how was I to know That she would wear the same Cologne as you and giggle the same Giggle that you do? Whenever I would act a fool, the fool With a condition of the heart [Chorus] [Outro] There was a girl (There was a girl in Paris) Whom he sent a letter to (Whom he sent a letter to) (Hoping she would answer back) She never answered back and now (wasn't that a foolhardy) He's got a condition of the heart