The Trouble with Women

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Kenny Baker - Pop, Musicals

The Trouble with Women

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[TAXI] I once loved a girl out in Flatbush She was a picture of beauty and grace But she thought kittens came from a cat bush And she never had heard of first base So I travel no longer to Flatbush Though the girl is both wealthy and pure For whenever I tried my desires to confide Her mind was upon her coiffeur [TAXI, STANLEY, SAVORY & RODNEY] Oh the trouble, the trouble with women They soften your heart 'til it melts And then at the critical moment They arе thinking about something else [STANLEY] Onе weekend I rented a Packard For a maiden of whom I was fond Her lips and her toenails were lacquered And I think she was technically blond Her defenses had started to crumble I was bursting with masculine pride When up spoke a voice from the rumble Her mother had stolen a ride [TAXI, STANLEY, SAVORY & RODNEY] Oh, the trouble, the trouble with women I fear that their life is a lie While they stall you with maidenly murmurs They are romping with some other guy [RODNEY] When I drove in my glamorous Chevy I would park in a suitable spot Then I'd turn to the girls like a heavy And inquire if they would or would not I always implied that they had to But, oh jimminies, was I perplexed On the night that one said she'd be glad to I didn't know what to do next [TAXI, STANLEY, SAVORY & RODNEY] Oh, the trouble, the trouble with women I repeat it again and again From Kalamazoo to Kamchatka The trouble with women is men The trouble is men

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Credits

Writers
  • Kurt Weill
  • Ogden Nash