Richard Rodgers / Lorenz Hart
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I'm a sentimental sap, that's all,
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what's the use of trying not to fall?
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I have no will, you've made your kill
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'cause you took advantage of me.
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I'm just like an apple on a bough
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and you're gonna shake me down somehow,
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so what's the use, you've cooked my goose
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'cause you took advantage of me.
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I'm so hot and bothered that I don't know
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my elbow from my ear.
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I suffer something awful each time you go
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and much worse when you're near.
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Here I am with all my bridges burned,
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just a babe in arms where you're concerned,
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so lock the doors and call me yours
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'cause you took advantage of me.
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YOU TOOK ADVANTAGE OF ME
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| Billie Holiday |
