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Mae West Lyrics

Lyrics to various Mae West songs:

Frankie & Johnny
My Man Friday
Page 54
That's All Brother That's All
Pardon Me For Loving and Running
Put It Off Until Tomorrow
Slow Down
Come Up And See Me Sometime

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Frankie and Johnny

Frankie and Johnny were sweethearts
Oh Lordy how they could love
Swore they'd be true to each other
Just as true as stars above
He was her man, and he was doing her wrong.
Frankie went around the corner
to get a bucket of beer
Said to the bartender have you seen Johnny here?
He's my man, and he's doing me wrong.

 

My Man Friday

Got a guy I see Sunday
Some kind of a Greek
Got a guy for each Wednesday
Won't you ease his technique
But Friday's really my day
Cuz the guy I see on Friday
Sends me for the rest of the week

Got a goofer for Tuesday
With a load of appeal
Got a stiffer for Thursday
Drives a slow steady wheel
But Friday's apple pie day
Cuz the guy I see on Friday
Serves me with a seven course meal

Oh oh oh
My Man Friday
He can really fill me
Gauranteed to thrill me
E--very Fri--day
I get my favorite dish and it's delish

Got nobody for Saturday
But I never get bugged

My door is open on Saturday
That's the day I take pot-luck

What luck!

Now my Sunday man is like milk and honey
My Monday man has plenty of money
My Tuesday man is as soft as
My Wednesday and Thursday Brent & Brian
My Man Friday ...
He can hyponotize me
Really mesmerzie me
I mean he satisifes me
Ah..His loving is the kind that
That drives me out of my mind
Yes, out of my mind.

Page 54

I got a book the other day
And it thrilled me from head to toe
But this book is made to order
It's what ever girl should know so... I put away my knitting
To read it in a sitting
The mailman had told me
The book wouldn't hold me
Until page fifty four
The papers seemed to thicken
My reading seemed to quicken
My thumb was burning
From turning the pages
Until page fifty four I found fifty so nifty
Fifty one was a treat to the eye
I know the score by fifty four
And then watch the pages fly by
Though amber is the fashion
This book aroused my passion
It thrilled me and chilled me
The suspense darn near killed me
Until page fifty four I've read books about history
From King Arthur to Wittington's cat Of Caesar's grasp on Cleo's arm
Though I can talk plainer than that I'm right on fifty four now
There is no more to know now
But alas and alack
The book went back
And I got no luck
Cause I got the wrong catalog from Sears Robuck

That's All Brother

I've the tiniest confession
I distinctly loath suppression
Since I only have one life
I want to live it
Well I've clowned around a lot
Well I've found what hits the spot
If I've something good to give
I want to give it
Now those censors say I'm naughty and no dice
But I've heard it said what's naughty can be nice
It's not what I say, it's the way that I say it
That's all brother, that's all
It's not what I play, it's the way that I play it
That's all brother, that's all
Now maybe they'd picture me as little Snow White
With seven dwarves to entertain
I should do all right
But should I ask to concentrate on one dwarf a night
That's all brother, that's all
It's not what I tell, it's the way that I tell it
That's all brother, that's all
It's not what I sell, it's the way that I sell it
That's all brother, that's all
They'd have me play that little girl all dressed in red
I'd make a good red riding hood somebody said
But should they find me with a wolf in my grandmother's bed
That's all brother, that's all
Now please don't misunderstand me
I take much of what they hand me
Though it cramps my style I'll never be defeated
Since I've always found response
Well, I know what the public wants
And just as long as there's a West
It won't be cheated
While my censor friends are turning both thumbs down
Just like many I'll still kick that guy around
It's not what I wear, it's the way that I wear it
That's all brother, that's all
It's not what I share, it's the way that I share it
That's all brother, that's all I like a love scene that's as hot as can be
So they said Cinderella played one something to see
But if they think a fairy prince can play games with me That's all brother, that's all It's not what I know, it's the way that I know it That's all brother, that's all It's not what I show, it's the way that I show it That's all brother, that's all They'd have me portray that maiden so sweet That girlie with the mortgage due and little to eat But if I call to the butcher boy to bring me some meat That's all brother, that's all

Pardon Me For Loving and Running

Yes it was swell, sure it was great
But I just remembered a subsequent date
It isn't that it wasn't perfectly stunning
But pardon me for loving and running
Mmmm, it was grand, that much is plain
But bubbles don't last in the best of champagne
I like your savoire faire, your manners are cunning
But pardon me for loving and running
I really gotta fly,
I got a hat to buy
I got my nails to be shined
I've got a train to catch,
I've got an egg to hatch
Besides, what's the difference, can't I change my mind?
Thanks for the tea, crumpets and ball
And did I say thanks for the use of the hall?
And as we say in French, excuse le pun
Pardon me if I love and run
You men are all alike
Give your finger and you want the whole arm
A lady's got to go sometime
So why get excited?
Where's the fire?
Who's ignited?
You better turn off that alarm
Now look, fun is fun but I've got work to do
And when I'm through I'm definitely through
Gotta fluctuate,
I've got some books to plate
I've got my laundry to dry
I've got to pluck a duck,
I've got to change my luck
Besides, I'm through, so why do I need an alibi?
Thank you so much, thanks for the waltz
Your feet was too fast but we all have our faults
So just unlock that door and lay down that gun
It's hard on you
It's hard on me
But pardon me if I love and run

Put It Off Until Tomorrow

Some women's lives are always blessed With men who give them a lot Some women's men will stand every test The man that I have will not Awhile ago I asked him to grant me one request And this is the answer that I got He said he'd rather put it off until tomorrow He said he didn't feel quite up to it tonight So when I insisted that he promised that he would He argued that he only said he might I told him that it's really such a little thing to ask A duty any man would never shirk And he replied though it may be a little thing to you To me it represents a lot of work He said he'd rather put it off until tomorrow He simply wasn't in the mood tonight Besides he liked it better in the morning That's when he does the job exactly right Then I remarked it's obvious you're not the man I thought I'm seeing your true character unmasked A gentleman who is curteous and perfectly behaved Would do it without having to be asked He said he'd rather put it off until tomorrow It wouldn't do me any good to plea So I said any fool can tell by looking at you now It's something that you definitely need He argued he simply couldn't let me have my way And stop putting him to a test He said you know darn well you make me do it every day And Sunday ought to be my day of rest But though he tried to put it off until tomorrow I overruled each arguement he gave And I am here to say as yet There is no man I have met That I could not induce to Take a shave Back to top

Slow Down

I'll always like your flowers Your formal act of ours Of asking me tonight to do the town But if it isn't love Don't rush me Slow down slow down slow down I'll always like your wining Your flattery while we're dining Comparing me with others of renown But if it's just a lark Don't rush me Slow down slow down slow down Give me that kind of loving That will make me feel sincere But today I am confessing That men will keep you guessing With their patter…shatter I'll always like your kisses No matter what the bliss is But if it isn't love Don't rush me Slow down slow down slow down You say I'm fascinating My lips are captivating And that I have what it takes to wear a gown But if it's just a line Don't rush me Slow down slow down slow down You tell me there is no other Except your dear old mother And you want to rent penthouse out of town But until I see the ring Don't rush me Slow down slow down slow down You say that I'm your desire I have such a heart of fire Your temp could easily burn the town But until I see the flame Don't rush me Slow down slow down slow down

 

Come Up And See Me Sometime

I believe that everyone in life should have a mission Making people happy is the height of my ambition And when I get them happy, well, they stay in that condition I have a system all my own I got a lot, a lot of what I got And what I got's all mine And I assure you I can cure you If you're feeling blue Come up and see me sometime I got a flat where you can hang your hat I got a brand new line Maybe you would like me to explain it all to you Come up and see me sometime Come up tonight I think the papers said the moon would be bright They should have headed in the columns and all Letters that call that you'll be falling for me Cause I'm free and you appeal to me How could it be a crime If you don't get my number, well, my number's in the book Come up and see me sometime Here is the key, the room is 503 It's not so far to climb You know the spider's invitation to the fly Come up and see me sometime Anytime The sooner, the better Mmmmmm....

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