Ev'rything I've Got Lyrics - The Complete Recordings, 1959-1962 - Chico Hamilton

Don't stamp your foot at me 

It's impolite 

To stamp your foot at me 

Is not quite right 

At man's ingratitude 

A woman winks 

But such an attitude just stinks 

I have eyes for you to give you dirty looks 

I have words that do not come from children's books 

there's a trick with a knife I'm learning to do 

And everything I've got belongs to you 

I've a powerful anesthesia in my fist 

And the perfect wrist to give your neck a twist 

There are hammerlock holds 

I've mastered a few 

And everything I've got belongs to you 

Share for share, share alike 

You get struck each time I strike 

You for me- me for me 

I'll give you plenty of nothing 

I'm not yours for better but for worse 

And I've learned to give the well-known witches' curse 

I've a terrible tongue, a temper for two 

And ev'rything I've got belongs to you 

Don't raise your voice at me 

That's very rude 

To raise your voice at me 

Is rather crude 

It's wrong essentially when woman yells 

And confidentially, it smells 

I'll converse with you on politics at length 

I'll protect you with my superhuman strength 

If you're ever attacked I'll scream and say , "Boo!'' 

And everything I've got belongs to you 

I will never stray from home, I'll just stay put 

Cause I've got a brand-new thing called athlete' s foot 

I'm a victim of colds, anemia, too 

And everything I've got belongs to you 

Off to bed we will creep 

Then we'll sleep and sleep and sleep 

Till the birds start to peep 

I'll give you plenty of nothing 

I'll be yours forever and a day 

If the first good breeze does not blow me away 

You're enough for one man, that's why I'll be true 

And everything I've got belongs to you 

You may have some things that I can't use at all 

When I look at you, your manly gifts are small 

I've a wonderful way of saying adieu 

And everything I've got belongs to you 

You won't know how good I am until you try 

And you'll let my well of loneliness run dry 

I've a marvelous way of telling you no 

And everything I've got belongs to you 

And everything you want belongs to me! 

And everything you need belongs to me! 

Life has no shape or form 

And no design 

It isn't life without 

That fool of mine 

I used to gad about 

With any chap 

And now I'm sad about my sap 

He's a living thing that isn't quite alive 

He has brains enough for any child of five 

Oh, he isn't too rich in vigor and vim 

But everything I've got belongs to him 

He's a naughty brat that can't be left alone 

He has eyes for every skirt except my own 

Even under a tree, he grabs for the limb 

But everything I've got belongs to him 

Something beats in his chest 

But it's just a pump at best 

I'm for him, he's for him 

He gives me plenty of nothing 

When I see that funny face, I know 

Something scared his mother twenty years ago 

But I'll never let go, he'll never be free! 

Till everything he's got belongs to me! 

And everything I've got belongs to him! 

And everything I've got belongs to us!