"I'll Be Hard to Handle"

music by Jerome Kern and lyrics by Bernard Dougall

I'll be hard to handle.
What else can I be?
Just ask my Dad the trouble he had controlling me.

I have faults.  To be specific,
In a temper, oooh, I'm terrific.
I throw chairs and tables and I never miss.

Ohhh... I'm as cold as in a shell fish.
I tell lies.  I'm mean.  I'm selfish.
Think it over.  My warning is this:

I'll be hard to handle.
I'm making it plain.
Now just be a dear 
And scram out of here, 'cause I'm going to raise Cain.

(unintelligible Polish babbling)

I'm as cold as in a shell fish.
I tell lies.  I'm mean.  I'm selfish.
Think it over.  My warning is...
If you want to be sveet, huh!

I'll be hard to handle.
I'm making it plain.
Now just be a dear 
And scram out of here, ve dee. ve dee. ve dee.  ve dee.

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