I Love Me (I'm Wild About Myself)

When people write their songs of love they write of one another It's always sis, or ma, or pa, a sweetheart or a brother But love songs that they've aimed at me have all gone on the shelf I don't think that is fair, so now I'll write one of myself I love me, I love me, I love myself to death I love me, I love me, till I'm all out of breath I stop at every slot machine that I should chance to pass And give myself a hug and squeeze as I look in the glass Oh I love me, I love me, I'm wild about sweet me I love me, only me, so I'm content you see I like myself with such delight I take me right straight home each night And sleep with me till broad daylight I'm wild about myself I love me, I love me, I'm wild about myself I love me, I love me, my picture's on my shelf You may not think I look so good, but me thinks I'm divine It's grand when I look in my eyes and know that I'm all mine Oh I love me, I love me, and my love doesn't bore Day by day in every way I love me more and more I take me to a quiet place I put my arm around my waist If me gets fresh I slap my face I'm wild about myself I love me, I love me, every place I go I love me, I love me, and at a movie show I take myself right by my arm and push me through the crowd And listen to myself repeat the titles right out loud Oh I love me, I love me, I love to squeeze my hand I love me, I love me, it always feels so grand With me I get right in my tub I let myself give me a rub Oh how I love to feel me scrub I'm wild about myself I love me, I love me, I'll marry me some day Right away, Saturday, I'll give me all my pay With me I like to make a date To meet myself at half-past eight If I'm not there I never wait I'm wild about myself