Letra de The Gentleman Is A Dope - Margaret Whiting

The boss gets on my nerves
I�ve got a good mind to quit
I�ve taken all I can
It�s time to get up and git
And move to another job
Oh, maybe another town
The gentleman burns me up
The gentleman gets me down

The gentleman is a dope a man of many faults.
A clumsy Joe who wouldn't know a rumba from a waltz.
The gentleman is a dope and not my cup of tea
Why do I get in a dither?
He doesn't belong to me

The gentleman isn't bright
He doesn't know the score.
A cake will come, he'll take a crumb
And never ask for more
The gentleman's eyes are blue
But little do they see
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Why am I beating my brains out?
He doesn't belong to me

It�s somebody else's problem,
She's welcome to the guy
She'll never understand him half as well as I

The gentleman is a dope
He isn't very smart
He's just a lug you like to hug
And hold against you heart,
The gentleman doesn't know
How happy he could be
Look at me crying my eyes out,
As if he belonged to me

He'll never belong to me
The gentleman is a dope