| I’m a slow boy, I take it easy | 
| I poke around, I’m a little lazy | 
| I don’t get loud, I don’t get shook | 
| Sit over in the corner and write in my notebook | 
| But I get a little excited, I get a little excited | 
| I get a little excited when my darling comes around | 
| Her shoes are broke, she wears an old dress | 
| I don’t know what it is I confess | 
| Bags under her eyes, a weary soul | 
| When the woman starts laughing I lose control | 
| And I get a little excited, I get a little excited | 
| I get a little excited when my darling comes around | 
| Only thing I wanna see today | 
| Is her face six inches away | 
| When she ain’t around, there’s a lot amiss | 
| When she plants one on me, buddy, that’s a kiss | 
| I get a little excited, I get a little excited | 
| I get a little excited when my darling comes around | 
| I go ah mm ah ha ah, she goes oh mm ah ha ah | 
| Well life is work day to day | 
| Not one thing is here to stay | 
| I like to hide out when I can | 
| I’m a Midwest boy, I’m a big dumb man | 
| But I get a little excited, I get a little excited | 
| I get a little excited when my darling comes around | 
| I like her mind, I like her mouth | 
| She’s like a sunflower shinin' down South | 
| I like her voice, I like her cookin' | 
| I stare at her if she is or if she ain’t lookin' | 
| And I get a little excited, I get a little excited | 
| I get a little excited when my darling comes around | 
| I get a little excited, oh I get a little excited | 
| I get a little excited when my darling comes around |