I got a guy
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He don't dress me in sable
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He looks nothing like Gable
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But he's mine
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And I think he's too divine
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I got a guy
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When he starts into pet me
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He's the sauce on spaghetti
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He's the kind that you can't keep off you mind
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I got a guy
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And he's tough
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He's just a gem in the rough
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But when I polish him up
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I swear, he'll be a Tiffany solitaire
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I'm riding high
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'Cos I'm happy and carefree
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There is nothing can scare me
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'Cos I got a guy
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I got a guy
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And he's tough
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He's just a gem in the rough
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But when I polish him up
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I swear, he'll be a Tiffany solitaire
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I'm riding high
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'Cos I'm happy and carefree
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There is nothing can scare me
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'Cos I got a guy
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I Got A Guy
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| Ella Fitzgerald |
