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作曲 : Con Conrad/Richard A. Whiting/Harry Warren/Nat. D. AyerLadies Medley No.2 Ma, he's making eyes at me Ma, he's awful nice to me Ma, he's almost breaking my heart I'm beside him - Mercy! Let his conscience guide him! Ma, he wants to marry me Be my honey bee… Every minute he gets bolder Now he's leaning on my shoulder Ma, he's kissing me Every morning, every evening, ain't we got fun Not much money, oh but honey, ain't we got fun The rent's unpaid dear, we haven't a bus But smiles were made dear for people like us In the winter in the Summer, don't we have fun Times are bum and getting bummer, still we have fun There's nothing surer The rich get rich and the poor get children In the meantime, in-between time, ain't we got fun. You must have been a beautiful baby You must have been a wonderful child When you were only starting to go to kindergarten I bet you drove the little boys wild. And when it came to winning blue ribbons You must have shown the other kids how. I can see the judges' eyes as they handed you the prize You must have made the cutest bow. You must've been a beautiful ba-by 'Cause baby look at you now. Oh, you beautiful doll, you great big beautiful doll. Let me put my arms about you, I don't want to live without you. Oh, you beautiful doll, you great big beautiful doll. If you ever leave me, how my heart would ache. I want to hug you, but I fear you'd break. Oh, oh, oh, oh. Oh, you beautiful doll...... Oh, oh, oh, oh. Oh, you beautiful doll.