Come on, Babe
Why don't we paint the town?

Start the car, I know a whoopee spot

But he doesn't care, he'll string along
He loves me so

He ain't no sheik
That's no great physique

Pop. Six. Squish. Uh-Uh. Cicero.

If you'd have been there
If you'd have seen it

So that night when he came home, I mixed him his drink as usual

Let's all stroke together

Spice it up for Mama

Cashmere coats, diamond rings
Don't mean a thing

How're you feeling?
Very frightened
Are you sorry?

Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes we both
Oh yes, we both
Oh yes, we both reached for

She'd say, 'What's your sister like?'

And we'd say, 'O.K. fellas, keep your socks up'

'Cause you can look right through me
Walk right by me

If someone stood up in a crowd
And raised his voice up way out loud
And waved his arm and shook his leg

When she rolls her eyes
Watch her take the prize

Give 'em the old hocus pocus
Bead and feather 'em

Razzle dazzle 'em
Razzle dazzle 'em
Razzle dazzle 'em

Holy crap
What a shame

You can even marry Harry

And that's... Good, isn't it? Grand, isn't it? Great, isn't it? Swell, isn't it? Fun, isn't it?