Album: Les Girls SoundtrackWHY AM I SO GONEI've always had both feet on the ground before,
But lately I've been foolish enough to fall
For a doll I only wish I did not adore,
'Cause she isn't my type at all.
I'm crazy for a baby that I can't forget,
This baby is a blonde, I like 'eh jet-brunette--
Oh, why am I so gone about that gal?
I go for hair that's curly,
Hers is strictly straight,
The color of her lipstick is my favorite hate--
Oh, why am I so gone about that gal?
To ask her out to dinner I'd be more inclined
But she's got one terrible flaw--
She eats a lot of veg'tables of ev'ry kind
And all of 'em raw!
Her body is a poem when she does a dance
But not for anybody seekin' hot romance--
Oh, why am I so gone about that gal?
Each time I say hello, she always says goodbye,
She wants to be alone, I want to multiply--
Oh, why am I so gone about that gal?
To sit with her and neck with her
Would be so nice
If I only could find a way to melt the ice--
Oh, why am I so gone about that gal?
Her clo'es at any supper club are much too plain,
I'm for fancy satin and silk,
And when I ask the waiter for his best champagne,
She hollers for milk!
Yet ev'ry time she's near me I begin to ache,
"Espeshly" if she socks me when I'm on the make--
Oh, why am I so gone about that gal?
