Tis Harry I'm Plannin' to Marry (with Paul Weston & His Orchestra)
Various Artists
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Tis Harry I'm Plannin' to Marry (with Paul Weston & His Orchestra) Song Lyrics
When you turn to the subject of Harry That's a horse from a different safari I can box like a fox, he's dumb as an ox But it's Harry I'm planning to marry (Yes, it's Harry she's plannin' to marry)
Though he's built like the bust of Apollo Just remember a statue is hollow Physically, I'm delish, mentally, superfish But it's Harry I'm planning to marry (Yes, it's Harry she's plannin' to marry)
My heart's twined around his suspenders He's the one that I truly adore (adore) I am numb, I succumb when he renders The face on the bar room floor
When he flexes his muscles, I flutter Like a butterfly caught in a shudder When he calls me his mate I just disintegrate Since the world first began Never been such a man As the Harry I'm plannin' to marry! (Yes, it's Harry she's plannin' to marry)
I bask in his masculine gender When he sings, all my troubles depart (depart) For who else could so tenderly render The curse of an aching heart?
But when Harry is old and decrepit And his touch turns from torrid to tepid When we're both eighty-three He can have all of me When we're both eighty-five If I still am alive Then it's Harry I'm plannin' to marry (Yes, it's Harry she's plannin' to marry)