VERSE 1
Don`t stamp your foot at me,
It`s impolite
To stamp your foot at me
Is not quite right.
At man`s ingratitude
A woman winks,
But such an attitude just stinks.
REFRAIN 1
I have eyes for you to give you dirty looks.
I have words that do not come from children`s books
there`s a trick with a knife I`m learning to do
And ev`rything I`ve got belongs to you.
I`ve a powerful anesthesia in my fist,
And the perfect wrist to give your neck atwist.
There are hammerlock holds,
I`ve mastered a few,
And ev`rything I`ve got belongs to you.
Share for share, share alike,
You get struck each time I strike.
You for me- me for me-
I`ll give you plenty of nothing.
I`m not yours for better but for worse,
And I`ve learned to give the well-known witches` curse.
I`ve a terrible tongue, a temper for two,
And ev`rything I`ve got belongs to you.
VERSE 2
Don`t raise your voice at me,
That`s very rude.
To raise your voice at me
Is rather crude.
It`s wrong essentially when woman yells,
And confidentially, it smells.
REFRAIN 2
I`ll converse with you on politics at length,
I`ll protect you with my superhuman strength.
If you`re ever attacked I`ll scream and say , "Boo!``
And ev`rything I`ve got belongs to you.
I will never stray from home, I`ll just stay put,
`Cause I`ve got a brand-new thing called athlete` s foot.
I`m a victim of colds, anemia, too,
And ev`rything I`ve got belongs to you.
Off to bed we will creep,
Then we`ll sleep and sleep and sleep
Till the birds start to peep.
I`ll give you plenty of nothing.
I`ll be yours forever and a day
If the first good breeze does not blow me away.
You`re enough for one man, that`s why I`ll be true,
And ev`rything I`ve got belongs to you.
ENCORE
You may have some things that I can`t use at all.
When I look at you, your manly gifts are small.
I`ve a wonderful way of saying adieu,
And ev`rything I`ve got belongs to you.
You won`t know how good I am until you try
And you`ll let my well of loneliness run dry.
I`ve a marvelous way of telling you no,
And ev`rything I`ve got belongs to you.
And ev`rything you want belongs to me!
And ev` rything you need belongs to me!
REPRISE
VERSE
Life has no shape or form
And no design.
It isn`t life without
That fool of mine.
I used to gad about
With any chap
And now I`m sad about my sap.
REFRAIN
He`s a living thing that isn`t quite alive,
He has brains enough for any child of five.
Oh, he isn`t too rich in vigor and vim,
But ev`rything I`ve got belongs to him.
He`s a naughty brat that can`t be left alone.
He has eyes for ev`ry skirt except my own.
Even under a tree, he grabs for the limb,
But ev`rything I`ve got belongs to him.
Something beats in his chest,
But it`s just a pump at best.
I`m for him, he`s for him.
He gives me plenty of nothing.
When I see that funny face, I know
Something scared his mother twenty years ago.
But I`ll never let go, he`ll never be free!
Till ev`rything he`s got belongs to me!
CODA
And ev`rything I`ve got belongs to him!
And ev`rything I`ve got belongs to us!
