Lyrics My Kind of Boy (Live) - Ella Fitzgerald

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He walks like Sinatra walks
And he talks like Billy Eckstine talks
And my heart's so full of joy
'Cause he told me he's my kind of boy

He's wise like Belafonte's wise
With eyes, those Perry Como eyes
And he's mine, couldn't tell you why
To my mind, he's my kind of guy

Handsome face, that boy just knocks me off of my feet
What a kiss, that kiss just can't be beat
He sings like Nat Cole sings
He swings like Count Basie swings
And my mind's in a kind of whirl
'Cause he told me, I'm his kind of girl

Handsome face, that boy just knocks me off of my feet
What a kiss, that kiss just can't be beat
He sings like Nat Cole sings
And he swings like Count Basie swings
And my mind's in a kind of whirl
'Cause he told me, I'm his kind of girl

And my heart's so full of joy
'Cause he told me, yes, he told me
Oh, he told me, he is my kind of boy

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