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Irving Berlin - It All Belongs To Me 1927 lyrics
Take a look at the flower in my buttonhole
 Take a look, say, and ask me why it's there
 Can't you see that I'm all dressed up to take a stroll?
 Can't you tell that there's something in the air?
 I've got a date
 Can't hardly wait
 I'd like to bet 
 She won't be late
 Here she comes
 Come on and meet
 A hundred pounds of what is mighty sweet
 And it all belongs to me
 Flashing eyes 
 And how they roll
 A disposition like a sugar bowl
 And it all belongs to me
 That pretty baby face
 That bunch of style and grace
 Should be in Tiff'ny's window
 In a platinum jewel case
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 You'll get in dutch
 I'll let you look but then you mustn't touch
 For it all belongs to me
 (2nd chorus)
 Here she comes
 Come on and meet
 A hundred pounds of what is mighty sweet
 And it all belongs to me
 Rosy cheeks
 Red hot lips
 A million dollars worth of flying hips
 And it all belongs to me
 Those lips that I desire
 Are like electric wire
 She kissed a tree last summer
 She started a forest fire
 I'm in love
 With what she's got
 And what she's got, she's got an awful lot
 And it all belongs to me








