MY PRIVARE AFFAIR
Tommie Connor / Johnson


Dawn Davis    rec May 10th 1933




Now I'm getting so sick and tired,
'Cause I've never been admired
By the type of man I desire.
I want a loving brute,
One that understands his fruit,
Listen, here's the type I require;


Oh give me a man with a brawny chest,
Without a collar or silken vest,
And that's the man I'll make my private affair.
Oh give me a man with a carefree laugh
For who the women take the downward path,
And that's the man I'll make my private affair.


For he doesn't need to have money,
Lord no, I'll look after that!
He's just gotta call me his little honey,
Boy, I'll pay the rent of that flat!


So give me a man like a buccaneer
Who'll handle a woman like an auctioneer,
And that's the man I'll make my private affair.


Oh give me a man with a hefty fist,
Who'll ask for more, just like Oliver Twist!
And that's the man I'll make my private affair.
Give me a man with a practised touch,
Who doesn't think that I know too much,
And that's the man I'll make my private affair.


He doesn't have to be clever,
No, I'll see to that!
Boy, but when he starts he can sub leather
Or he'll be right on the mat!


Soi give me a man, oh what a find!
And let him see what's on my mind,
And that's the man I'll make my private affair.


Give me a man who knows what's what,
Who doesn't leave off when the party's getting hot,
And that's the man I'll make my private affair.
Give me a man with an open mind,
Who doesn't have to look for what he's going to find,
That's the man I'll make my private affair.


I don't wanna guy with time to waste,
I'll keep him busy!
He'll need to be a real hard case
Or he'll find he'll get dizzy!


So give me a man from the great outdoors,
One who knows how to use his paws,
And that's the man I'll make my private affair.










(Contributed by Peter Akers - August 2008)