Whoa, I got time on my hands tonight

You're the girl of my dreams


When I'm near you, my future seems bright




Ooh, 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

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


Ooh, ooh, 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