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Oh, he's got a fine brown frameI wonder what could be his nameHe looks good to me, and all I can seeIs his fine brown frameHow long have you been aroundMister when did you hit this big townI wanna scream 'cos I've never seenSuch a fine brown frameAll that I have is a broken down chairBut I would gladly make him king on my throneDon't be a square, why don't you come over hereTogether we would really be goneWoh-ooh! he's got a fine brown frameI wonder what could be his nameHe is solid with me, and all I can seeIs his fine brown frameBe be be be beepHe's got such a fine brown frameI wonder what could be his nameHe looks good to me, and all I can seeIs his fine brown frameLetras de cancionesHow long have you been aroundMister when did you hit this big townI wanna scream, aahhhh, 'cos I've never seenSuch a fine brown frameAll that I have is a broken down chairBut I would gladly make him king on my throneDon't be a square, why don't you come over hereTogether we would really be goneOoohh, he's such a fine brown frameHoney won't you tell me your nameHe is solid with me and all I can seeIs his fine brown frameNow Robert Taylor, Robert Young, Ameche and GableAre all as fine as mountain sableYou may not be classed with the eliteAnd you may not be hip to that jive-like foot, an' all reetOh-woh-woh-woh baby you, you look like Hercules done up in bronzeAnd I know I'm a clown whenever you're aroundBecause I'm crazy 'bout, mad about, wild aboutYour fine brown frame From Letras Mania