I have eyes for you to give you dirty looks
I have words that do not come from children's books
There's a trick with a knife I'm learning to do
But everything I've got belongs to you

I've a powerful anesthesia in my fist
And the perfect wrist to give your neck a twist
Hammerlock holds, I've mastered a few
But everything I've got belongs to you

Share for share, share alike
You get struck each time I strike
Me for you, you for me
I'll give you plenty of nothing

I'm not yours for better but for worse
And I've learned to give the well-known witches curse
I've a terrible tongue and a temper for two
But everything I got belongs to you

Off to bed we will creep
Then we'll sleep and sleep and sleep
Till the little birdies peep
I'll give you plenty of nothing

I'm not yours for better but for worse
And I've learned to give the well-known witches curse
I've a terrible tongue and a temper for two
But everything I've got, oh, it's not a lot
Everything I've got belongs to you

Writer : LORENZ HART, RICHARD RODGERS
Copyright : Lyrics © Williamson Music