EVERYTHING BUT YOU
Levant
as rec by Frances Day & Max Kirby w Orch cond by Ray Noble
July 8th 1932 London
[mk]
Go away! Haven't I told you I've finished with blondes for ever?
I want a woman I can't see in the dark!
[fd]
Ohh! Can't you be more easy to please?
[mk]
You don't seem so easy to please!
Why be so insistent?
[fd]
Must we be so distant?
Does this mean you'll never unbend?
Can't you fancy me for a friend?
Why must we be formal?
[mk]
I'm perfectly normal!
Lots of things I like; Flowers in the Spring,
Gardens by moonlight, birdies that sing!
I like mountains, lakes and music,
I like everything but you!
[fd]
Ohh!
[mk]
Lots of things I want; Freedom from care,
Sunshine to loaf in, money to spare!
I want rest and sweet contentment,
I want everything but you!
[fd]
Ohh!
[mk]
I like shady walks, quiet peaceful shady walks,
But I like to walk without you!
I like cosy talks, quiet cosy little talks,
[fd]
And me?
[mk]
But I want to talk about you!
Lots of things I need, take it from me,
I need my breakfast, also my tea!
I need sugar in my coffee,
I need everything but you!
[fd]
Oh dear!
I must seem quite silly to you,
Liking you the way that I do!
[mk]
That doesn't surprise me;
Still, your method tries me!
[fd]
But I'm not always quite such a fool;
Most particular, me as a rule!
[mk]
I'd care if it mattered!
[fd]
You ought to be flattered!
Lots of things I hate; Ping-pong and slides,
Soup and galoshes, bridge and black ties!
I hate rules and regulations,
[mk]
No!
[fd]
I hate everything but you!
Lots of things I hate; Fat men in spats,
[mk]
Tsk tsk tsk tsk!
[fd]
Wireless programmes, prunes and top hats!
I hate string quartets and spinach,
I hate everything but you!
I hate flutes and mice, listening to advice,
Getting out of bed on Mondays!
I hate catching trains and eating cold remains
Of the things I had on Sunday!
lots of things I hate; Colds in the head,
Plus-fours and Shakespeare, crumbs in my bed!
[mk]
Indeed!
[fd]
I hate fish and my relations,
[mk]
All of them?
[fd]
I hate everything but you!
[mk]
Women! I wish there weren't any women!
[fd]
If there weren't any women, who'd mend your clothes?
[mk]
If there weren't any women, I wouldn't wear any clothes!
[fd]
My caveman!
(Transcribed by Peter Akers - January 2012)