Boy Wanted Acordes

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I've just finished writing an advertisement 
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Calling for          a      boy 
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No half-hearted Romeo or flirt  
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Is meant that's the kind I'd not employ 
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Though anybody         interested can apply 
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He must know a thing to qualify. Or instance 



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He must be able to dance he must make life a romance 
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I said a boy wanted          one who can smile  
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Boy wanted  lovable style He must be tender and true 
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He must be teder and and he must know how to woo  
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I know we'll get          acquainted mighty soon, out in  
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A garden 'neath a harvest moon 
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And if he proves to be the right little laddie  
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I'll make him glad            he'll answer my ad 


 
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To be the boy of my choice, He needn't own a Rolls Royce 
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The kind of boy         wanted Needn't have gold  
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Boy wanted Mustn't be cold If he has oodles of charm 
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I'll even life on a farm if he fits into my picture of a home 
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I'll be so nice he'll never have to roam Yes,  
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If he proves to be the right little laddie 
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I'll make him Glad          He answered my ad 


     
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He must like musical shows, and he must wear snappy clothes 
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Yes, that is my story, and to it I'll stick; there's no Glory  
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In having a hick He must know how to say "Yes! When I look 
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At a new dress. oh, I'll be ready when the right one calls 
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And I'll start vamping Him until he falls and if  
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He subsidises me Oh, sweet daddy 
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I'll make him glad           He answered my ad 


   
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The movies he must avoid, he'll know his Nietzsche and Freud 
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I said a boy wanted, One who knows books; Boy wanted 
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Needn't have looks 
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He must be such a          saint, But, Oh! he dassent say 'ain't' 
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I don't care if his bankroll totals naught, For we can live on love  
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And food for thought. If he's a scholar, when I see him I'll holler 
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'My lad, I'm glad you answered my ad'