Tekst Utworu

Cecille will pick out all your clothes Blue is her best color, no, red I think Your bath is drawn by Mrs. Greer Soap... no, bubbles, I think Annette comes in to make your bed The silk, no the satin sheets, I think I think I'm gonna like it here! The swimming pool is down the stairs Inside the house? Oh boy! The tennis court is in the rear I never even picked up a racket Have an instructor here at noon Oh, and get that Don Budge fellow if he's available I think I'm gonna like it here When you wake, ring for Drake Drake will bring your tray When you're through Mrs. Pugh Comes to take it away (Annie!) Annie! No need to pick up any toys No finger will you lift my dear We have but one request Please put us to the test I know I'm gonna like it here Used to room in a tomb Where I'd sit and freeze Get me now, holy cow Could someone pinch me please We've never had a little girl We've never had a little girl, we've never had a little girl I'm very, very, very glad to volunteer (I'm glad she's glad to volunteer) We hope you understand Your wish is our command I know I'm gonna like it here (We know you're gonna like it here)
Writer(s): Charles Strouse, Martin Charnin, Sia Kate Furler, Greg Kurstin, William Gluck Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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