A popular song from 1932.
Words by Ned Wever.
Music by Milton Ager.
Sheet music provided by Laurence Rubenstein:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
- Love’s a little game that’s got me guessing
Distressing my mind
Don’t know where I stand
Oh, ain’t love just grand
Eyes can cast a spell without revealing
Their feeling, I find
I’m up in the air
About a certain pair
Chorus
Two brown eyes are making me blue
Oooh those eyes, what damage they do
Do they care a little or a lot
Or do they love me not?
They’ve got me on the spot
Those two brown eyes
They’re driving me mad
Two red lips are there to be had
That’s why my poor heart cries
I’m blue over two brown eyes
- They’ve got traffic signals like the cop lights
Both stoplights and go
They’re not red or green
But that’s what they mean
There are certain glances that caress me
And yes me, I know
Other ones that say
“Just keep those arms away”
Sung here by Fred Feild: