Testo Boy! What Love Has Done To Me! Ella Fitzgerald
I fetch his slippers, fill up the pipe he smokes
I cook the kippers, laugh at his oldest jokes
Yet here I anchor, I might have had a banker
Boy! what love has done to me
His natureâs funny, quarrelsome half the time
And as for money, he hasnât got a dime
And hereâs the joker, I might have had a broker
Boy! what love has done to me
When a guy looks my way
Does he get emphatic, say he gets dramatic?
I just wanna fly âway
But if I left him Iâd be all at sea
Iâm just a slavey, life is a funny thing
Heâs got the gravy, I got a wedding ring
And still I love him, thereâs nobody above him
Boy! what love has done to me
His brains are minus,
Never a thought in sight
And yet his highness
Lectures me day and night;
Oh where was my sense
To sign that wedding licence?
Boy! what love has done to me!
My life heâs wrecking, bet you could find him now
Out somewhere necking somebody elseâs frau
You get to know life when married to a low life
Boy! what love has done to me
I canât hold my head up
The butcher, the baker, oh no heâs a faker
Brother I am fed up
But if I left him heâd be up a tree
Where will it wind up, I donât know where Iâm at
I make my mind up, I oughta leave him flat
But I have grown so, I love that dirty so-and-so
Boy! what love has done to me.