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Words and Music By Jack Palmer and Spencer Willson (1924) You have loved lots of girls in the sweet long ago And each one has meant Heaven to you You have vowed your affection to each one in turn And have sworn to them all you'd be true You have kissed 'neath the moon While the world seemed in tune Then you've left her to hunt a new game Does it ever occur to you later my boy That she's probably doing the same? I wonder who's kissing her now? Wonder who's teaching her how? Wonder who's looking into her eyes Breathing sighs, telling lies? I wonder who's buying the wine? For lips that I used to call mine Wonder if she ever tells him of me? I wonder who's kissing her now? If you want to feel wretched, lonely, and blue Just imagine the girl you love best In the arms of some fellow who's stealing a kiss From the lips you once fondly pressed But the world moves a pace And the loves of today Flit away with a smile and a tear So you never can tell who is kissing her now Or just whom you'll be kissing next year... I wonder who's kissing her now? Wonder who's teaching her how? Wonder who's looking into her eyes Breathing sighs, telling lies? I wonder who's buying the wine? For lips that I used to call mine Wonder if she ever tells him of me? I wonder who's kissing her now? |