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I know a little bit about a lot o' things,
But I don't know enough about you. Just when I think you're mine, You try a different line, And baby, what can I do? I read the latest news, No buttons on my shoes, But baby, I'm confused about you. You get me in a spin, Oh what a stew I'm in, 'Cause I don't know enough about you. Jack of all trades, master of none, And isn't it a shame, I'm so sure that you'd be good for me, If you'd only play my game! You know I went to school, And I'm nobody's fool, That is to say until I met you! I know a little bit about a lot o' things, But I don't know enough about you. You know I went to school, And I'm nobody's fool, That is to say until I met you! I know a little bit about a lot o' things, But I don't know enough about you. I know a little bit about biology, And a little more about psychology, I'm a little gem in geology, But I don't know enough about you. I guess Id better get out the encyclopedia And fresh up on from "shmer" to "shmoo", mmmm, 'Cause I don't know enough about you. |
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You had plenty of money in 2
You let other women make a fool of you Why don't you do right Like some other men do Get out of here and get me some money, too You're sittin' down wonderin' what it's all about You ain't got no money that will put you out Why don't you do right Like some other men do Get out of here and get me some money, too If you hae prepared years ago You wouldn't be wanderin' now from door to door Why don't you do right Like some other men do Get out of here and get me some money, too I fell for you jiving and I too you in Now all you've got to offer me is a drink of gin Why don't you do right Like some other men do Get out of here and get me some money, too Why don't you do right Like some other men do Like some other men do |
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Someday we'll build a home on a hilltop high
You and I Shiny and new a cottage that two can fill And we'll be pleased to be called "The folks who live on the hill" Someday we may be adding a wing or two A thing or two We will make changes as any fam'ly will But we will always be called "The folks who live on the hill" Our veranda will command a view of meadows green The sort of view that seems to want to be seen And when the kids grow up and leave us We'll sit and look at the same old view Just we two Darby and Joan who used to be Jack and Jill The folks who like to be called What they have always been called "The folks who live on the hill" |
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