Lyrics Eartha Kitt – Where Is My Man
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I don’t wanna be alone — where is my baby?
I don’t wanna be alone — where is my man?
I spend hours by the phone — where is my baby?
I chew my fingers to the bone — where is my man?
Buy the things that I so richly deseerrve.
A man who knows what I require
the things that I desire
Is there anyone out there who has the neerrve?
I spend hours by the phone — where is my baby?
I chew my fingers to the bone — where is my man?
Where is my baby?
He can’t be far.
Look for an Ascot
a big cigar
tell him to find me
Send his car to this address
I have to stress I need him now.
I don’t wanna be alone — where is my baby?
I don’t wanna be alone — where is my man?
The kind of man that I adore’s the kind of man that gives me more
Of all the better things in life that aren’t free.
Such things as summer by the sea
the Hamptons
Malibu
Capri.
The kind of man
Who comes alive
When he comes near Rodeo Drive
Is the kind of man
With style and class.
You know I’ve tried
Some other men
The kind with zeros
Less than ten
But everytime I grab
The ring it’s always brass.
I don’t wanna be alone
Where is my baby?
I don’t wanna be alone
Where is my baby?
