Sweetheart... (x6) My sweetheart's a Nobel Prize My sweetheart's so smart and wise My sweetheart is a Nobel Prize He says a lot of things that I don't know, But I do know That I'll do anything he wants me to, 'cause I do love him I don't understand The funny signs on his blackboard But when he holds my hand He takes me to the sky My sweetheart's a Nobel Prize My sweetheart's so smart and wise My sweetheart is a Nobel Prize He takes me every night into his lab And I wonder why do I have to sit inside that cab With the monkeys He gives me to drink That smoky thing with the bubbles He watches me and thinks While I fly to the sky I'd like to tell him that I love him so I'd like him just to hold me tender But all he does is sit and watch me grow But then one day he will surrender My sweetheart's a Nobel Prize My sweetheart's so smart and wise My sweetheart is a Nobel Prize I don't understand The funny signs on his blackboard But when he holds my hand He takes me to the sky My sweetheart's a Nobel Prize My sweetheart's so smart and wise My sweetheart is a Nobel Prize (a Nobel Prize)