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Polly! We have important talk now, yeah? Sure! What's up? I would like to speak to you about Bobby Child Oh, him Polly! Polly, he has told me that he is crazy for you! Well, I can't help that I'm already spoken for You are? Yeah. Well, in my heart, anyway Oh, Polly! It's that Lank person, yeah? I tell you, I don't like it! No! It isn't Lank Who? You just don't understand anything, do you? Dozens of men would storm up I had to lock my door Somehow I couldn't warm up To one before What was it that controlled me? What kept my love-life lean? My intuition told me You'd come on the scene Mister, listen to the rhythm of my heartbeat And you'll know just what I mean Embrace me My sweet embraceable you Embrace me My irreplaceable you Just one look at you -- my heart grew tipsy in me You and you alone bring out the gypsy in me I love all The many charms about you Above all I want my arms about you! Don't be a naughty baby Come to Polly -- come to Polly -- do! My sweet embraceable you Now, just imagine if I was Bobby, ja? You dance even better than he does! No, I don't think so In your arms I find love so delectable, dear I'm afraid it isn't quite respectable, dear But hang it -- Come on, let's glorify love! Ding dang it! You'll shout "Encore!" if I love Don't be a naughty baby Come to Polly -- come to Polly -- do! My sweet, embraceable
Writer(s): Ira Gershwin, George Gershwin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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