Verse:


I've Just Finished Writing An Advertisement


Calling For A Boy.


No Half-hearted Romeo Or Flirt Is Meant;


That's The Kind I'd Not Employ.


Though Anybody Interested Can Apply,


He Must Know A Thing To Qualify.


For Instance:





Refrain 1:


Teddy:


He Must Be Able To Dance.


He Must Make Life A Romance.


I Said A Boy Wanted,


One Who Can Smile;


Boy Wanted,


Lovable Style.


He Must Be Tender And True,


And He Must Know How To Woo.


I Know We'll Get Acquainted Mighty Soon,


Out In A Garden 'neath A Harvest Moon;


And If He Proves To Be The Right Little Laddie,


I'll Make Him Glad


He'll Answer My Ad!





Refrain 2:


Toots:


To Be The Boy Of My Choice,


He Needn't Own A Rolls Royce.


The Kind Of Boy Wanted*


Needn't Have Gold;


Boy Wanted,


Mustn't Be Cold.


If He Has Oodles Of Charm,


I'll Even Life On A Farm.


If He Fits Into My Picture Of A Home,


I'll Be So Nice He'll Never Have To Roam.**


Yes, If He Proves To Be The Right Little Laddie,


I'll Make Him Glad


He Answered My Ad.





Refrain 3:


Babe:


He Must Like Musical Shows,


And He Must Wear Snappy Clothes.


Yes, That Is My Story,


And To It I'll Stick;


There's No Glory


In Having A Hick.


He Must Know How To Say "Yes!"***


When I Look At A New Dress.


Oh, I'll Be Ready When The Right One Calls,


And I'll Start Vamping Him Until He Falls;


And If He Subsidises Me, Oh, Sweet Daddy!


I'll Make Him Glad


He Answered My Ad!





Refrain 4:


Bunny:


The Movies He Must Avoid,


He'll Know His Nietzsche And Freud.


I Said A Boy Wanted,


One Who Knows Books;


Boy Wanted


Needn't Have Looks.


He Must Be Such A Saint,


But, Oh! He Dassent Say 'ain't.'





I Don't Care If His Bankroll Totals Naught,


For We Can Live On Love And Food For Thought.


If He's A Scholar, When I See Him I'll Holler,


'My Lad, I'm Glad


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