I Can Do Without You Songtext
von Doris Day
I Can Do Without You Songtext
In the summer, you′re the winter
In the finger, you're the splinter
In the banquet, you′re the stew
Say, I could do without you
In the garden, you're the gopher
In the Levi's, you′re the loafer
Like an overturned canoe
Well, I can do without you
You can go to Philadelphia
Take a hack to Hackensack
Hey, I′ll never ring a bell for ya
Or yell for ya to come back
In the question, you're the why
In the ointment, you′re the fly
Though I know some things are indispensable
Like a buck or two
If there's one thing I can do without
I can do without you
In the barrel, you′re a pickle
In the gold mine, you're a nickel
You′re the tack inside my shoe
Yep, I can do without you
In my bosom, you're a dagger
You're a mangy carpetbagger
In the theater, you′re the boo
I can do without you
You′ve got charms they ain't bewitchin′ me
You've a face no one would paint
I′ve got the darnedest itch in me
To be wherever you ain't
In the bullfrog, you′re the croak
In the forest, poison oak
Though I know some things are necessary
My half-pint buckaroo
If there's one thing I can do without
I can do without
You're a knothead
You′re a fake
You′re a bonehead
Troublemaker
I can do without you
In the finger, you're the splinter
In the banquet, you′re the stew
Say, I could do without you
In the garden, you're the gopher
In the Levi's, you′re the loafer
Like an overturned canoe
Well, I can do without you
You can go to Philadelphia
Take a hack to Hackensack
Hey, I′ll never ring a bell for ya
Or yell for ya to come back
In the question, you're the why
In the ointment, you′re the fly
Though I know some things are indispensable
Like a buck or two
If there's one thing I can do without
I can do without you
In the barrel, you′re a pickle
In the gold mine, you're a nickel
You′re the tack inside my shoe
Yep, I can do without you
In my bosom, you're a dagger
You're a mangy carpetbagger
In the theater, you′re the boo
I can do without you
You′ve got charms they ain't bewitchin′ me
You've a face no one would paint
I′ve got the darnedest itch in me
To be wherever you ain't
In the bullfrog, you′re the croak
In the forest, poison oak
Though I know some things are necessary
My half-pint buckaroo
If there's one thing I can do without
I can do without
You're a knothead
You′re a fake
You′re a bonehead
Troublemaker
I can do without you
Writer(s): Sammy Fain, Paul Francis Webster Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com