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Musical: Gentlemen Prefer Blondes
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GAGE I don't smoke, Never touch a drink, But I'm sturdy as an oak And I'm always in the pink. I leap out of bed at the crack of dawn, As graceful as an elk, as nimble as a fawn. The life I lead would gladden The heart of Bernard McFadden. From head to toe I'm alive, I'm a-tingle, I'm a-glow. With the red corpuscles Surging through my muscles, I'm so full of pep, I overflow! And I owe it all to roughage, Rough, rough, rough, rough roughage, I know the door to paradise Is outdoor exercise. In rain or snow I'm alive, I'm a-tingle, I'm a-glow. I start my day with a bowl of bran, And the whole day through, I'm a happy man. I laugh at care and woe, I'm alive, I'm a-tingle, I'm a-glow. I know full well How Samson fell Into Delilah's power, So when I start To lose my heart, I just take an ice-cold shower. I'm no Romeo, I'm alive, I'm a-tingle, I'm a-glow, I'm alive, I'm a-tingle, I'm a-glow. Back to main page: Gentlemen Prefer Blondes Lyrics
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