Arthur Freed / Burton Lane 



Somebody thrills the skies

When she looks in your eyes

Guess who?

Guess who?

Somebody longs to be part

Of the song in your heart

Guess who?  Guess who?

Whose heart is sure to melt like butter

The moment that you utter

"I do" "I do"

Oh it's as plain as can be

That the someone is me

So you don't have to

Guess who