| I love a feller and he loves me
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| But his mind has got a very strange twist.
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| I hesitate to introduce him to my friends.
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| In fact I’m thinking of introducing him to a psychoanalyst.
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| He keeps telling me he doesn’t like my hat.
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| The brim’s a little grim.
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| The crown’s a little flat.
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| But just let anybody else mention that
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| And he’ll yell and he’ll hollar and he’ll double up his fists, break your arm,
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| black your eye, knock you down!
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| And for seven miles around you can hear the man insist, it’s the prettiest hat
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| in town.
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| Oh he keeps telling me my dancing’s out of whack.
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| My waltz is full of faults,
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| My rumba’s off the track.
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| But just let anybody else make a crack
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| And he’ll yell and he’ll hollar and he’ll double up his fists, break your arm,
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| black your eye, knock you down!
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| And for seven miles around you can hear the man insist it’s the fanciest
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| dancing in town.
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| That’s loyalty.
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| A little peculiar,
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| But it’s loyalty.
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| He figures it this way.
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| He can treat me like dirt,
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| But you better treat me like royalty.
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| Or he’ll yell and he’ll hollar and he’ll double up his fists, break your arm,
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| black your eye, knock you down.
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| And it really is immense how he comes to my defense if you even so much as
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| frown.
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| I keep telling him I’m doing the best I can,
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| But he’s got me on the pan
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| Saying my girdle shows, and powder your nose, and straighten your hose,
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| and heaven only knows!
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| He’ll yell and he’ll hollar and a doll, a drool, a daisy, a dream,
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| a ding dong delicacy, a moment so cream, according to him,
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| I’m just the loveliest gal in town!
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| -Miss Hutton will be back in just a moment.-
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| That’s the story right there!
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| The loveliest gal in town! |