Betty Hutton

Stuff Like That There (On Stage, Everybody)
There's a doctor livin' in your townThere's a lawyer and an Indian, tooAnd neither doctor, lawyer nor Injun chiefCould love you any more than I doThere's a barrel of fish in the oceanThere's a lot of little birds in the blueAnd 'Neither fish nor fowl" says the wise old owlCould love you any more than I doNo! No! No! it couldn't be trueThat anyone else could love you like I doI'm gonna warn all the *dead-eyed dicks*That you're the chick with the slickest tricksAnd every tick of my ticker ticks for you, follow through Tell the doc to stick to his practiceTell the lawyer to settle his caseSend the Injun chief and his tommy-hawkBack to little Rain-In-the-Face Cause youKnow! Know! Know! it couldn't be trueThat anyone else could love you like I do(No! No! No! it couldn't be true)(That anyone else could love you like I do)Letras de cancionesAnd, confidentially, I confessI sent a note to the local pressThat I'll be changin' my home address for you, follow through Tell the doc to stick to his practiceTell the lawyer to settle his caseSend the Injun chief and his tommy-hawkBack to little Rain-In-the-Face Cause youKnow! Know! Know! it couldn't be trueThat anyone else could love you like I doNo! No! No! it couldn't be trueThat anyone else could love you like I doI'm gonna send a hot *communeek*To warn the boys down at Cripple CreekThat every dimple on your dimpled cheek is mine, so to speak Tell the (doc!) to stick to his practiceTell the (lawyer!) to settle his caseSend the (Injun chief!) and his tommy-hawkBack to little Rain-In-the-Face (woo-woo-woo, woo-woo-woo) Cause youKnow! Know! Know! it couldn't be trueThat anyone else could love you like I do From Letras Mania