You'll have to be a little more standoffish
When fellers offer you a buggy
I'll give a imitation of a crawfish
And dig myself a hole where I can
I heared how you was kickin' up some capers
When I was off in Kansas
I heard some things you couldn't print in papers
From fellers who been talkin'
like they know!
I only did the kind of things I orta, sorta,
you I was as faithful as c'n be fer me.
Them stories 'bout the way I lost my bloomers -
A lot of tempest in a pot o' tea!
The whole thing don't sound very
good to me.
Well, y' see.
I go and sow my last wild
I cut out all shenanigans.
I save my money, don't gamble or drink
In the back room
down at Flannigans!
I give up lotsa other things
A gentleman never mentions,
I give up anymore,
I wanta know your intentions!
With me it's all er nuthin'.
all er nuthin' with you?
It cain't be "in between"
It cain't be "now and then"
and half romance will do!
I'm a one woman man, Home lovin' type,
All complete with
slippers and pipe.
Take me like I am, er leave me be!
If you cain't give me all, give me
And nuthin's whut you'll git from me!
Nuthin's whut you'll git from me!
It cain't be "in
It cain't be "now and
No half and half romance will do!
Would you build