| Will:
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| You’ll have to be a little more standoffish
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| When fellers offer you a buggy ride.
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| Annie:
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| I’ll give a imitation of a crawfish
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| And dig myself a hole where I can hide.
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| Will:
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| I heared how you was kickin’up some capers
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| When I was off in Kansas City, Mo.
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| I heard some things you couldn’t print in papers
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| From fellers who been talkin’like they know!
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| Annie:
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| Foot!
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| I only did the kind of things I orta, sorta,
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| To you I was as faithful as c’n be fer me.
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| Them stories 'bout the way I lost my bloomers — Rumors!
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| A lot of tempest in a pot o’tea!
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| Will:
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| The whole thing don’t sound very good to me.
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| Annie:
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| Well, y’see.
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| Will:
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| I go and sow my last wild oat!
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| I cut out all shenanigans.
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| I save my money, don’t gamble or drink
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| In the back room down at Flannigans!
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| I give up lotsa other things
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| A gentleman never mentions,
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| But before I give up anymore,
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| I wanta know your intentions!
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| With me it’s all er nuthin'.
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| Is it all er nuthin’with you?
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| It cain’t be «in between»
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| It cain’t be «now and then»
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| No half and half romance will do!
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| I’m a one woman man, Home lovin’type,
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| All complete with slippers and pipe.
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| Take me like I am, er leave me be!
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| If you cain’t give me all, give me nuthin'
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| And nuthin’s whut you’ll git from me!
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| Annie:
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| Not even sump’n?
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| Will:
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| Nuthin’s whut you’ll git from me!
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| Annie:
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| It cain’t be «in between»
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| Will:
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| Hmm Hmm!
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| Annie:
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| It cain’t be «now and then»
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| Will:
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| No half and half romance will do!
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| Annie:
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| Would you build me a house
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| All painted white
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| Cute and clean and purty and bright
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| Will:
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| Big enough fer two but not fer three!
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| Annie:
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| S’posin’that we should have a third one?
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| Will:
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| He better look a lot like me!
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| Annie:
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| Yer spited image!
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| Will:
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| He better look a lot like me!
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| Annie:
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| With you it’s all er nuthin'.
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| All fer you and nuthin’fer me!
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| But if a wife is wise, she’s gotta realize
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| That men like you are wild and free.
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| So I ain’t gonna fuss, ain’t gonna frown,
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| Have your fun, go out on the town,
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| Stay up late and don’t come home till three.
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| And go right off to sleep if you’re sleepy,
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| There’s no use waitin’up fer me!
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| Will:
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| Oh, Ado Annie!
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| Annie:
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| No use waitin’up fer me!
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| Will:
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| Come back and kiss me! |