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'Cause you took advantage of me! I'm so hot and bothered that I don'tknow my elbow from my ear
I suffer something awful each time you go
And much worse when you're near
Here I am with all my bridges burned
Just a babe in arms whereyou're concerned
So lock the doors and call me yours'Cause you took advantage of me.
Writer(s): Richard Rodgers, Lorenz Hart
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