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Where Is My Man
by Eartha Kitt

I don't want to be alone where is my baby?
I don't want to be alone where is my man?
Spend hours by the phone where is my baby?
Chew my fingers to the bone where is my man?
I need a man who can take me then tount me and make me

Buy the things that I so richly desenre.
A man who knows what I require
The things that I desire
Is there anyone out there who has the nerve?
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 want to be alone where is my baby?
I don't want to 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
Who winds my heart
With style and class
You know I've tried
Some other men

The kind with zeros
Lessthanten
But every time I grab
The ring it's always brass.

I don't want to be alone
Where is my baby?
I don't want to be alone
Where is my baby?

Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: JACQUES MORALI, BRUCE VILANCH, FREDERICK ZARR, FREDERICK I ZARR

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