[1st verse:]
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Pretty young Mabel was helping her mother
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Clearing the table and dressing her brother
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Washing the dishes, feeding the fishes
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As ev'ry girl should do
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Johnny dropped in and soon made himself handy
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Helping his Mabel dear
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When all the work was thro' and nothing more to do
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He whispered in her ear
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[Refrain:]
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Is there anything else that I can do for you?
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Tell me do, come on and ask me to
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I've got hours to spare, my dear, and then a few
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Tell me Mabel, I'm able to do anything else
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So don't you be afraid
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Pretty maid, I've learned the tailor trade
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And somehow I've been guessin'
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That your lips need some pressin'
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Tell me, dear, is there anything else?
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[2nd verse:]
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Pretty young Mabel could not see the joke, so said
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"In the stable there's wood to be broke," so
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There was no stopping, John started chopping
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Chopp'd for an hour or two
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Soon work and Johnny became perfect strangers
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He did the best he could
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Calling his Mabel near, he whispered, "Listen, dear
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I'm not so strong for wood!"
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Is There Anything Else I Can Do For You?
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| Irving Berlin |
