You'd Be Surprised (你会惊讶) - Vivian Blaine
He's not so good in a crowd
But when you get him alone
You'd be surprised
He isn't much at a dance
But then when he takes you home
You'd be surprised
He doesn't look like much of a lover
Oh but don't judge a book by it's cover
He's got the face of an angel but
There's a devil in his eye
He's such a delicate thing
But when he's starting to squeeze
You'd be surprised
He doesn't look very strong
But when you sit on his knees
You'd be surprised
Now at a party or at a ball
I've got to admit he's nothing at all
But in a Morris chair you'd be surprised
He looks as cold as an Eskimo
But there's fire in his eyes
He doesn't say very much
But when he's starting to speak
You'd be surprised
He's not so good at the start
But at the end of the week
You'd be surprised
Now on a streetcar or in a train
You'd think he was born without any brains
But in a taxi cab
You'd be surprised
Oh baby
You'd be surprised