| There are certain things that keep me guessing
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| Though I try real hard to find them out
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| Well, I don’t understand, so I’m confessing
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| That I don’t know just what it’s all about
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| See, I don’t know the bad things from the good
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| Because my mother never told me all she should
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| A man showed me a lavaliere
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| He says «It's yours if you kiss me, dear,»
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| Oh, tell me, was there anything wrong in that?
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| I kissed him once, and he asked for more
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| Next week he’s bringing the jewelry store;
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| Oh, tell me, was there anything wrong in that?
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| Now, I was in the parlor, with this fellow last night
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| And I know why he kissed me and he squeezed me so tight;
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| But I don’t understand a bit
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| When he said, «Baby, you sure have It,»
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| What’s this?
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| Oh, is there anything wrong in that?
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| A man loaned me his Cadilac
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| And I said that I would bring it back
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| Oh, tell me, was there anything wrong in that?
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| Well, it was so cold in that great big boat
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| So, I just went and took his raccoon coat
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| Oh, tell me, was there anything wrong in that?
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| I took my mother driving on that very same day
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| And she said, «Dear, you must return that car right away!»
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| But the funniest thing, you’ll never guess
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| I forgot his name and his address!
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| Oh, tell me, was there anything wrong in that?
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| Oh, tell me, tell me, please, was there anything wrong in that, huh?
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| Now, I ask, was there anything wrong with that?
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| Such questions drive me crazy, every day, something new
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| My poor brain gets hazy, don’t know what to do!
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| Oh, tell me, was there anything wrong in that? |