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Judy Garland

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Have some pity on an easterner;
Show a little sympathy.
No one possibly could be sterner
Than you have been with me.
There's a job that i'm applying for -
Let me put it to you thus:
It's a partnership i'm dying for -
Mr. and mrs. us.
Before you file it on the shelf
Let me tell you of myself:

Oh, i'm the chappie
To make you happy;
I'll tie your shoes-ies
And chase your blues-ies;
Oh, lady would you -
Oh, teli me, could you use me?


No night iife for you;
The birds would bore you;
The cows won't know you;
A horse would throw you;
You silly man, you,
To ask me, "can you use me?"

Do you realize what a good man
You're getting in me?
I'm no elk or mason or woodman
Who gets home at three.

Your ties are freakish;
Your knees are weakish;
Go back to flappers
And high-bali lappers.
Though you can use me
I most certainly can't use you

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