Have some pity on an easterner show a little sympathy.
No one possibly could be sterner than you have been with me.
There's a job that I'm applying for let me put it to you thus...
It's a partnership I'm dying for -Mr. and Mrs. Us.
Now before you file it on the shelf let me tell you of myself.
Oh, I'm the chappie to make you happy,
I'll tie your shoesies and chase your bluesies.
Oh, lady would ya, oh, lady could ya use me?
Now I'd shake the mat out and put the cat out,
I'd clean the garret and feed the parrot.
Oh, lady would you, oh, tell me, could you use me?
Do you realize what a good man you're getting in me?
I'm no Elk or Mason or Woodman who gets home at three.
The girls who see me grow soft and dreamy,
but I'm a gander who won't philander.
Oh, could you use me, cuz I certainly could use you.
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