Whoa I got time on my hands tonight
You're the girl of my dreams
When I'm near you my future seems bright

Oh I want you to be my girl
I want you to be my movie
I am Sal Mineo and I need you so
Sweet Bernadette

Whoa you got style from your hair to your heels
Though my words may be jumbled
Still I'm telling you just how it feels

I love you
I love you

And the breeze that wraps around you
Satin summer nights
A girl I can't forget
Whoa you're the smile of the moon Bernadette

Dom dom dom doo
Well-a well I'm home
Dom dom dom doo
Well-a well I'm home

Wop, wop, wop, wop
Come with me
There's a place I want you to see

When the leaves are dark
I've got a hiding place in central park
And the sky is a coat of diamonds

There's a wooden cross over my bed
The city is lit with candles
They're shining for you Bernadette

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Oo oo, Bernadette

Dom dom dom doo
Well-a well I'm home
Dom dom dom doo
Well-a well I'm home

Wop, wop, wop, wop, wop

Copyright: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): DEREK WALCOTT, PAUL SIMON