Lyrics:

I Got A Guy
chick Webb & His Orchestra
v_ella Fitzgerald (1937)

i Got A Guy
he Don't Dress Me In Sable
he Looks Nothing Like Gable
but He's Mine
and I Think He's Too Divine
i Got A Guy
when He Starts Into Pet Me
he's The Sauce On Spaghetti
he's The Kind That You Can't Keep Off You Mind
i Got A Guy
and He's Tough
he's Just A Gem In The Rough
but When I Polish Him Up
i Swear, He'll Be A Tiffany Solitaire
i'm Riding High
'cos I'm Happy And Carefree
there Is Nothing Can Scare Me
'cos I Got A Guy

i Got A Guy
and He's Tough
he's Just A Gem In The Rough
but When I Polish Him Up
i Swear, He'll Be A Tiffany Solitaire
i'm Riding High
'cos I'm Happy And Carefree
there Is Nothing Can Scare Me
'cos I Got A Guy