I'm a glum one...it's explainable I’ve met someone...unattainable Life's a bore...the world is my oyster no more
All the papers...where I led the news... With my capers...now will spread the news... Superwoman turned out to be a flash in the pan
I've flown around the world in a plane I've settled revolutions in Spain The North Pole I have charted But I can't get started with you
Around a golf course I'm under par And all the movies want me to star I've got a house, a showplace, But I can’t get no place with you
You're so supreme, Lyrics I write of you Scheme just for a sight of you How I dream both day and night of you, And what good does it do?
In nineteen twenty nine I sold short Even in England I'm presented at Court But you've got me downhearted Can't get started with you
When we first met How you elated me, pet You devastated me, yet Now you've deflated me 'til You're my Waterloo
I've sold my kisses at a bazaar And after me they have named a cigar But lately how I've smarted, 'Cause I can't get started with you
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