| Be wise, be smart, behave, my heart, |
| Don’t upset your cart when she’s so close. |
| Be soft, be sweet, but be discreet, |
| Don’t go off your feet, she’s too close for comfort. |
| Too close, too close for comfort, no, not again. |
| It’s too close, too close to know just when to say «when». |
| Be firm-ah, be fair, be sure, beware |
| On your guard, take care when there’s such temptation. |
| One thing leads to another, |
| She’s too late to run for cover, |
| She’s much too, too close for comfort. |
| Du-du-tu, tu-tu-du-ru-ras, |
| Da-re-ra, da-da-da-da-du-url-da-de-da, oh! |
| (Sax solo) |
| Be wise, be fair, be sure, be there. |
| Put on your old thinking cap boy |
| 'Cause if you don’t look out you |
| Will find that you are much too, |
| You’re too close for comfort. |
| You’re heading for a mishap boy, |
| The first thing that you know she |
| Will have you up that old tree, |
| She’s too close for comfort. |
| Too close, too-u clo-ose, too close, |
| So du-da-l-da-du-da, du-da-l-da-du-da. |
| Oh, be firm and be fair, be absolutely sure, beware |
| On your guard, take care when there’s such temptation. |
| One thing leads to another, |
| She’s too late to run for cover, |
| Much too, too close for comfort now. |
| One thing leads to another, |
| She’s too late to run for cover, |
| Too much, too, too close for comfort now. |
| One thing — ste-da-l-the-de — |
| One thing leads to another, |
| Much too, too close for comfort now. |
| Be wise, be fair, be sure, be there, behave, beware — |
| She’s too close, too close for co-omfort now, oh-! |