 I love you, a bushel and a peck, a bushel and a peck, and a hug around the neck, hug around the neck, and a barrel and a heap, barrel and a heap, and I'm talking in my sleep about you, about you, about you. My mind is sleeping, having trouble sleeping, cause I love you, I do, a bushel and a peck, you bet, you bet, you birdie neck that I do.