Chiquita Mía - Mantovani

Don’t worry I’m not looking at you

Gorgeous and dressed in blue

Don’t worry I’m not looking at you

Gorgeous and dressed in blue

I know it drives you crazy

When I pretend you don’t exist

When I’d like to lean in close

And run my hands against your lips

Though we haven’t even spoken

Still I sense there’s a rapport

So whisper me your number

I’ll call you up at home

Whisper me your number

I’ll call you up at home

Don’t worry I’m not looking at you

Don’t worry I’m not looking at you

Gorgeous and dressed in blue

Don’t worry I’m not looking at you

I know you see me see you

As you see me walk on past

When there’s nothing more I’d like to do

Then come in close and hear you laugh

Though we haven’t even spoken

Still I sense there’s a rapport

So whisper me your number

I’ll call you up at home

Yea whisper me your number

I’ll call you up at home

Whisper me your number

I’ll call you up at home

Hmm whisper me your number

I’ll call you up at home