. . . That’s all there is, there ain’t no more A popular song from 1925. Words by Billy Rose and Benny Davis. Music by Ray Henderson.
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I’ve got those “Take ’em to the door
That’s all there is, there ain’t no more” blues
I always take them to shows, I buy them cologne
A pair of silk hose, a taxi back home
But when they say “There ain’t no more”
Brother I could smother Ethel Barrymore
I’ve got those “don’t you hold me tight
Oh call me up some other night” blues
A little hug and a kiss that they’d never miss
They refuse what can they lose?
Some fellows get more with coffee and cake
Then I get with champagne and Porterhouse steak
I’ve got those “Take ’em to the door
That’s all there is, there ain’t no more” blues
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I’ve got those “Take ’em to the door
That’s all there is, there ain’t no more” blues
I’ve read a lot of good books, I play the guitar
I’m not bad on looks, accordind to ma
I got good marks in Sunday school
But I’m just a dummy in a vestibule
I’ve got those “don’t you try to squeeze
Oh, what are your intentions, please” blues
A little pinch on the arm, that couldn’t do harm
They refuse they say they bruise
I took a girl home a quarter past three
She said “You are just like a brother to me”
I’ve got those “Take ’em to the door
That’s all there is, there ain’t no more” blues