Ella Fitzgerald - Ev'rything I've Got Lyrics
Verse 1Dont stamp your foot at me,Its impoliteTo stamp your foot at meIs not quite right.At mans ingratitudeA woman winks,But such an attitude just stinks.Refrain 1I have eyes for you to give you dirty looks.I have words that do not come from childrens booksTheres a trick with a knife Im learning to doAnd evrything Ive got belongs to you.Ive a powerful anesthesia in my fist,And the perfect wrist to give your neck atwist.There are hammerlock holds,Ive mastered a few,And evrything Ive got belongs to you.Share for share, share alike,You get struck each time I strike.You for me- me for me-Ill give you plenty of nothing.Im not yours for better but for worse,And Ive learned to give the well-known witches curse.Ive a terrible tongue, a temper for two,And evrything Ive got belongs to you.Verse 2Dont raise your voice at me,Thats very rude.To raise your voice at meIs rather crude.Its wrong essentially when woman yells,And confidentially, it smells.Refrain 2Ill converse with you on politics at length,Ill protect you with my superhuman strength.If youre ever attacked Ill scream and say , boo!And evrything Ive got belongs to you.I will never stray from home, Ill just stay put,cause Ive got a brand-new thing called athlete s foot.Im a victim of colds, anemia, too,And evrything Ive got belongs to you.Off to bed we will creep,Then well sleep and sleep and sleepTill the birds start to peep.Ill give you plenty of nothing.Ill be yours forever and a dayIf the first good breeze does not blow me away.Youre enough for one man, thats why Ill be true,And evrything Ive got belongs to you.EncoreYou may have some things that I cant use at all.When I look at you, your manly gifts are small.Ive a wonderful way of saying adieu,And evrything Ive got belongs to you.You wont know how good I am until you tryAnd youll let my well of loneliness run dry.Ive a marvelous way of telling you no,And evrything Ive got belongs to you.And evrything you want belongs to me!And ev rything you need belongs to me!RepriseVerseLife has no shape or formAnd no design.It isnt life withoutThat fool of mine.I used to gad aboutWith any chapAnd now Im sad about my sap.RefrainHes a living thing that isnt quite alive,He has brains enough for any child of five.Oh, he isnt too rich in vigor and vim,But evrything Ive got belongs to him.Hes a naughty brat that cant be left alone.He has eyes for evry skirt except my own.Even under a tree, he grabs for the limb,But evrything Ive got belongs to him.Something beats in his chest,But its just a pump at best.Im for him, hes for him.He gives me plenty of nothing.When I see that funny face, I knowSomething scared his mother twenty years ago.But Ill never let go, hell never be free!Till evrything hes got belongs to me!CodaAnd evrything Ive got belongs to him!And evrything Ive got belongs to us!
