Little Green Jacket

In my little green jacket, I just can’t miss
In my little green jacket, I’m the King of Kiss!
Struttin' down the street, I’m a lady-killin' genuine lover-man
In my little green jacket
And my Coppertone tan
Now I’ve got a secret weapon, when I’m feelin' blue
When I want to meet a pretty girl, here’s what I do:
You know, I reach into my closet and slip my secret on
(Wah wah wah…)
I sashay out the door and wham! my troubles are gone
In my little green jacket, I just can’t miss
(Aw no!)
In my little green jacket, I’m the King of Kiss
Struttin' down the street, I’m a lady-killin' genuine lover man
In my little green jacket
And my Coppertone tan
When the girlies start their whistlin', I don’t pay no mind
I go into my two-step and I leave them far behind
Stride around the corner
And reach my little lady fair
She’ll sing, «I love you truly» when she sees me standin' there
In my little green jacket, I just can’t miss
(Can't see how,)
In my little green jacket, I’m the King of Kiss
Well, you know I’m struttin' down the street, I’m a lady-killin' genuine lover
man
In my little green jacket
And my Coppertone tan
In my little green jacket
And my Coppertone tan
In my little green jacket
And my Coppertone tan
Hoo! Ah!!!