verse 1
Here of late I feel so strange I'm happy and I'm sad
The way my feelings are sometimes I think they'll drive me mad
A pretty little girl with frizzy curls came here a week ago
To work upon the tel -e- phone, And sh'said, hello, hello
verse 2
Hello, hello, her sweet hello, her voice like music rings
It's sweeter than the whippoorwill, that in the moonlight sings
As the bell boy here at this hotel I'm always on the go
And then she'll ring that telephone, and say hello, hello
verse 3
I haven't spoken to her yet, I've been in such a daze
Although sometimes she looks at me, with a sort of a distant gaze
That I feel so weak, I cannot speak, my heart is beating so
And then she'll ring that telephone, and say hello, hello
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verse 4
I see her as she walks along in sunshine and in rain
I can hear her midst the jangle of the elevated train
I'd buy for us a little place where honeysuckle grow
She could meet me at the garden gate and say hello, hello
verse 5
In about a year, she married me and then we settled down
In a pretty little bungalow not very far from town
At night as I go home from work my heart is beating so
She'll kiss me at the door and say hello, hello, hello