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I'LL BE HARD TO HANDLE From the Broadway Show "Roberta" (1933) (Jerome Kern / Bernard Dougall) Mary Testa - 1933 Emil Coleman & His Riviera Orch. - 1933 Ginger Rogers - 1935 Paula Laurence - 1944 Ella Fitzgerald - 1956 Kaye Ballard Liz Robertson - 1985 Now we'll say till something do us part That old dad of mine ain't got a heart Any girl who's out for pleasure Thinks of marriage only at her leisure As it is, they've got the horse behind the cart When my pop said we must wed, He kind of wowed me, still I'm ready But one thing must be clear At this time I'll be hard to handle I promise you that And if you complain Here's one little Jane Who'll leave you flat I'll be hard to handle What else can I be I say with a shrug I think you're a mug To marry me When you first threw me a gander I was willing to philander But I never thought I'd have to be a bride Now you're gonna find tough sledding I don't want no shotgun wedding I was only along for the ride I'll be hard to handle I'm telling you plain Just be a dear and scram out of here I'm gonna raise cain I'll be hard to handle My bridges are burned This wedding's a gag And you're in the bag Where I'm concerned I'll be hard to handle When we've said, "I do" See there's no hope I just got a dope When I took you I'll be living my life in bed But they always will be twin beds And I warn you, you'll be living like a monk Our affair is now a past one So don't think you've pulled a fast one Just remember, I think you're a punk! I'll be hard to handle I'm no ball and chain I'll find some means To call the Marines I'm gonna raise cain Gonna raise cain I'm telling you plain I'm gonna raise cain ***** As sung by Ginger Rogers in the film "Roberta" (1935) I'll be hard to handle. I promise you that. And if you complain Here's one little Jane that will leave you flat. I'll be hard to handle. What else can I be? Just ask my Dad the trouble he had controlling me. I have faults. To be specific, In a temper, oooh, I'm terrific. I throw chairs and tables and I never miss. Ohhh... I'm as cold as in a shell fish. I tell lies. I'm mean. I'm selfish. Think it over. My warning is this: I'll be hard to handle. I'm making it plain. Now just be a dear And scram out of here, 'Cause I'm going to raise Cain. I'm as cold as in a shell fish. I tell lies. I'm mean. I'm selfish. Think it over. My warning is... If you want to be sveet, huh! I'll be hard to handle. I'm making it plain. Now just be a dear And scram out of here, Ve dee, ve dee, ve dee, ve dee.

    


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