Doris Day - Tis Harry I'm Plannin' to Marry

When you turn to the subject of Harry

That's a horse from a different safari

I can box like a fox, he's dumb as an ox

But it's Harry I'm planning to marry

(Yes, it's Harry she's plannin' to marry)

Though he's built like the bust of Apollo

Just remember a statue is hollow

Physically, I'm delish, mentally, superfish

But it's Harry I'm planning to marry

(Yes, it's Harry she's plannin' to marry)

My heart's twined around his suspenders

He's the one that I truly adore (adore)

I am numb, I succumb when he renders

The face on the bar room floor

When he flexes his muscles, I flutter

Like a butterfly caught in a shudder

When he calls me his mate

I just disintegrate

Since the world first began

Never been such a man

As the Harry I'm plannin' to marry!

(Yes, it's Harry she's plannin' to marry)

I bask in his masculine gender

When he sings, all my troubles depart (depart)

For who else could so tenderly render

The curse of an aching heart?

But when Harry is old and decrepit

And his touch turns from torrid to tepid

When we're both eighty-three

He can have all of me

When we're both eighty-five

If I still am alive

Then it's Harry I'm plannin' to marry

(Yes, it's Harry she's plannin' to marry)

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Авторы: Paul Francis Webster / Sammy Fain