Could I, Certainly I Could - Ruth Etting

I beg to announce to you

With men I'm completely through

Finished with them all big or small short or tall

The door to my heart is shut

No more will I lose my nut

Over movie stars sheiks in Packard cars

I hate all the men

But:

Could I care for that big boy there

With the dimples and wavy hair

Oh could I I certainly could

Could I sit on that papa's knee

Could I let him "sweet mama" me

Could I I certainly could

What loving wouldn't he get wouldn't he get

Hot oven couldn't we pet couldn't we pet

Could I take him on moonlight trips

Fry sweet kisses on those hot lips

Could I I certainly could

Could I I certainly could

Could I I certainly could

Could I I certainly could

Could I care for those big brown eyes

Could I buy him his shirts and ties

Oh could I I certainly could

Could I care for those great big arms

Could I care for his loving charms

Could I I certainly could

What loving wouldn't he get wouldn't he get

Hot oven couldn't we pet couldn't we pet

Could I give him a thrill or two

Are you asking Well I'm telling you

Could I I certainly could