In the spring when the was chronic And my was leaving you flat, I should have made use of the you gave me that! A mental deficient you'll me. I've given you of data. You came, you saw and you me, And is that-a!
I'm a sentimental sap, all. What's the use of not to fall? I no will, You've made kill 'Cause you took of me! I'm just like an on a bough And you're shake me down somehow. So the use, You've cooked my 'Cause you took of me!
I'm so hot and bothered that I don't My elbow my ear. I suffer awful each time you go And worse when you're near.
Here am I all my bridges burned, Just a babe in arms where concerned, So lock the And call me 'Cause you took of me.
a girl has the heart of a mother It go to someone, of course; It can't be a or brother And so I my horse. But horses are frequently Mine ran from the beach of And left me for a filly, So I-a you-a.
I'm a sentimental sap, all. What's the use of not to fall? I no will, You've made your 'Cause you advantage of me! I'm just like an on a bough And gonna shake me down somehow. So the use, You've my goose 'Cause you advantage of me!
I'm so hot and that I don't know My from my ear. I suffer something each time you go And much when you're near.
Here am I with all my burned, Just a in arms where you're concerned, So lock the And me yours 'Cause you advantage of me.