Nhạc sĩ: Dorothy Fields, Jimmy McHugh
Lời đăng bởi: 86_15635588878_1671185229650
Gee, but it's tough to be broke, kid It's not a joke, kid, it's a curseMy luck is changed and it's gotten From simply rotten to something worseWho knows someday I will win too I'll begin to reach my primeNow though I see where our end isAll I can spend is just my timeI can't give you anything but love, babyThat's the only thingI've plenty of, babyDream a while, scheme a whileWe're sure to findHappiness and joyAnd I guessAll those thingsYou've always plannedGee, I like toSee you lookingSo wellMy little babyDiamond braceletWoolworthDoesn't sell, babyTill that lucky dayYou know darn well, babyI can't give you anythingBut loveTill that lucky dayYou know darn well, babyI can't give youAnything but loveAnything but love
