From “Anchors Aweigh”, 1944.
Words by Sammy Cahn.
Music by Jule Styne.
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
Feeling as I felt I knew I was li’ble
To revert right back to my ancestors tribal
They used to conk a dame on the dome
Then grab her by the hair and drag her home
Last night I met a girl, evasive
And I found words are just as persuasive
CHORUS
I begged her, I pleaded
I told her, “Baby come out of your shell”
I told her, “Maybe, you’ll find that it’s swell”
I argued, I threatened
I said, “You can’t send me home, not like this”
And I finally got that kiss