Lyrics

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

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Artist: ella fitzgerald