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THAT AIN'T RIGHT Nat "King" Cole / Irving Mills The Nat "King" Cole Trio rec Oct 22nd 1941 New York Baby baby, what is the matter with you? Baby baby, what is the matter with you? You've got the world in a jug, and you don't have a thing to do! I always told you, baby, you'd be the death of me, 'Cause when I'm always with you I get the third degree! That ain't right, baby that ain't right at all, Takin' all my money, goin' out having yourself a ball! I took you to a night club and bought you pink champagne, You rode home in a taxi and I caught a subway train! That ain't right, baby that ain't right at all, Takin' all my money, goin' out having yourself a ball! I went to a fortune teller and had my fortune told, She said you didn't love me, all you wanted was my gold! That ain't right, baby that ain't right at all, Takin' all my money, goin' out having yourself a ball! (Contributed by Peter Akers - August 2010)

    


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