[Verse:] 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 hardly wait I'd like to bet she won't be late [1st refrain:] 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 Hey there, you, you'll get in dutch I'll let you look but then you mustn't touch For it all belongs to me [2nd refrain:] 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 And polished nails upon her fingertips And it all belongs to me Those lips that I desire are like electric wire She kissed a tree last summer and 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 [Alternate line:] A million dollars worth of flying hips
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