I would never read a book if it were possible for me to talk half an hour with the man who wrote it.
Woodrow Wilson
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You Can't Judge a Book by Its Cover
Hey there, Miss Fine;
Sweet little clinging vine.
Your actions kind of show me you love me truly, yeah.
You're warmer than July, sweet as apple pie.
I can't let you know you're getting to me.
Yeah, 'cause you can't judge a book by it's cover.
My papa used to say: "look, child, look beyond a tender smile,
Cause can't judge a book by it's lover."
Girl, I'm sweet on you;
Though you can't see through this unconcerned expression I've been wearing.
Hey, I practice looking bored so you can feel ignored,
But that don't mean that I'm not really caring.
Yeah, 'cause you can't judge a book by it's cover,
And you can't judge a book by it's lover.
Maybe my coldness is a mask; maybe your loving will last,
But can't judge a book by it's cover.
Somewhere beyond the skin; somewhere deep within,
We may find that love is there to test us, yeah,
But we've got to have the nerve to give it all it deserves,
And maybe we'll find something precious.
Yeah, 'cause you can't judge a book by it's cover.
Only time it's gonna show; only time will let us know.
Cause you can't judge a book by it's cover,
And you can't judge a book by it's lover.
We've got to search each other's minds.
We've got to read between the lines.
Oh, take a different look,
And make our hearts an open book.
Oh, you can't judge a book by it's cover.
No, no, no, no.
And you can't judge a book by it's lover.