Top Songs By Anita O'Day
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Anita O'Day
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lorenz Hart
Songwriter
Richard Rodgers
Composer
Lyrics
Don't you know I'm a sentimental sap, that's all
What's the use of trying not to fall?
I have no will, you've made your kill
'Cause you took advantage of me
I'm just like an apple on a bough
And you're gonna shake me down somehow
So, what's the use? You've cooked my goose
You took advantage of me
I am so hot and bothered
That I don't know my elbow from my ear
I suffer something awful each time you go
And much worse when you're near
Here am I with all my bridges burned
Just a babe in arms where you're concerned
So lock the doors, and call me yours
'Cause you took advantage of me
I am so hot and bothered
That I don't know my elbow from my ear
I suffer something awful each time you go
And much worse when you're near
Here am I with all my bridges burned
Just a babe in arms where you're concerned
So lock the doors, and call me yours
You took advantage of me
You came, you saw, you strayed me
For a fool, you played me
'Cause you have been a bad, bad boy
Writer(s): Richard Rodgers, Lorenz Hart
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