TOM LEHRER Song Lyrics

Album:
"Evening Wasted with Tom Lehrer"

1) Poisoning Pigeons In The Park
2) Bright College Days
3) A Christmas Carol
4) The Elements
5) Oedipus Rex
6) In Old Mexico
7) Clementine
8) It Makes A Fellow Proud To Be A Soldier
9) She's My Girl
10) The Masochism Tango
11) We Will All Go Together When We Go

Album:
"That Was the Year That Was"

1) National Brotherhood Week
2) MLF Lullaby
3) George Murphy
4) The Folk Song Army
5) Smut
6) Send The Marines
7) Pollution
8) So Long, Mom (A Song for World War III)
9) Whatever Became of Hubert?
10) New Math
11) Alma
12) Who's Next?
13) Wernher von Braun
14) The Vatican Rag

Album:
"Tom Lehrer Revisited"

1) I Wanna Go Back To Dixie
2) The Wild West Is Where I Want To Be
3) The Old Dope Peddler
4) Fight Fiercely, Harvard!
5) Lobachevsky
6) The Irish Ballad
7) The Hunting Song
8) My Home Town
9) When You Are Old And Gray
10) The Wiener Schnitzel Waltz
11) I Hold Your Hand In Mine
12) Be Prepared

TOM LEHRER
EVENING WASTED WITH TOM LEHRER

She's My Girl

And now to the love song. I'm sure you're familiar with love songs on the order of He's Just My Bill, my man, my Joe, my Max, and so on where the girl who sings them tells you that, although the man she loves is anti-social, alcoholic, physically repulsive, or just plain unsanitary, nevertheless she is his because he is hers, or something like that. But as far as I know there has never been a popular song from the analogous male point of view, that is to say, of a man who finds himself in love with, or in this case married to, a girl who has nothing whatsoever to recommend her. I have attempted to fill this need. The song is called She's My Girl.

Sharks gotta swim, and bats gotta fly,
I gotta love one woman till I die.
To Ed or Dick or Bob
She may be just a slob,
But to me, well,
She's my girl.

In winter the bedroom is one large ice cube,
And she squeezes the toothpaste from the middle of the tube.
Her hairs in the sink
Have driven me to drink,
But she's my girl, she's my girl, she's my girl,
And I love her.

The girl that I lament for,
The girl my money's spent for,
The girl my back is bent for,
The girl I owe the rent for,
The girl I gave up Lent for
Is the girl that heaven meant for me.

So though for breakfast she makes coffee that tastes like shampoo,
I come home for dinner and get peanut butter stew,
Or if I'm in luck,
It's broiled hockey puck,
But, oh well, what the hell,
She's my girl,
And I love her.

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