Oh, Bill,
why can't you behave?
Oh, why can't you behave?
How in hell can you be jealous
When you know, baby,
I'm your slave,
I'm just mad for you, and I'll always be.
But naturally, if a custom -tailored vet
asks me out for something wet,
when the vet begins to pet, I cry hooray.
But I'm always true to you,
darling, in my fashion.
Yes, I'm always true to you,
darling, in my way.
I enjoy a tender pass
by the boss of Boston Mass,
though his pass is middle class
and did not tobacco fade, but I'm always true to you,
darling, in my fashion.
Yes, I'm always true to you,
darling, in my way.
There's a madman known as Mac,
who is planning to attack,
if his mad attack means a Cadillac, okay!
But I'm always true to you, darling, in my fashion, yes,
I'm always true to you, darling, in my way.
I've been asked to have a meal,
by a big tycoon in steel,
if the meal includes a deal,
accept if I may, but I'm always true to you,
darling, in my fashion.
Yes, I'm always true to you,
darling, in my way.
I could never curl my lip
to a dazzling diamond clip,
though the clip meant, let her rip.
I'd not say nay,
but I'm always true to you,
darling, in my fashion.
Yes, I'm always true to you,
darling, in my way
There's an oil man known as Tex
Who is keen to give me checks
And his checks, I fear,
mean that sex is here to stay
But I'm always true to you, darling,
in my fashion
Yes, I'm always true to you,
darling, in my way
From Ohio, Mr. Thorn calls
me up from night to morn.
Mr. Thorn wants cornered corn,
and that ain't he!
But I'm always true to you,
darling, in my fashion.
Yes, I'm always true to you,
darling, in my way.
From Milwaukee,
Mr. Fritz often moves me to the ritz.
Mr. Fritz is full of schlitz and full of play.
But I'm always true to you,
darlin' in my fashion
Yes, I'm always true to you,
darlin' in my way
Mr. Harris Plutocrat
wants to give my cheek a pat
If the Harris Pat means a Paris hat,
maybe! Oui! Oh la la!
Mais je suis toujours fidèle,
darling, in my fashion.
Oui, je suis toujours fidèle,
darling, in my way.