Too Good For The Average Man (from On Your Toes) Songtext
von Blossom Dearie

When Russia was white, it was white for the classes
And black for the masses, unfortunate asses
All wealth belonged to few
When England was Tudor, the king and his cronies
Had cocktails at Tony′s, the poor had baloney's
And that′s how England grew
Sing la and huzzah for the poor folks
As long as the poor folks are your folks
Finer things are for the finer folk
The society began
Caviar for peasants is a joke
It's too good for the average man
Supper clubs are for the upper folk
Packed like sardines in a can
Through the smoke you get your check and choke
It's too good for the average man
Each poor man has a wife he must stick to
Men of fashion can be cocky
To be caught in flagrante delicto
Is much too good for the average monkey


All night parties, drinking like a lord
Fit into our social plan
Waking in the alcoholic ward
Is too good for the average man
Fancy nerves are for the fancy class
Since psychiatry began
Neurosenia isn′t for the mass
It′s too good for the average man
Rich old age can blossom like a rose
Plastic surgeons have a plan
Cutting up your face to spite your nose
It's too good for the average man
Lots of kids for a poor wife are dandy
Girls of fashion can be choosy
Birth control and the modus operandi
Are much too good for the average floozy
Psycho-analysts are all the whirl
Rich men pay them all they can
Waking up to find that he′s a girl
It's too good for the average man