I'm Gonna Wash That Man Right Out of My Hair

I'm Gonna Wash That Man Right Out of My Hair - Peggy Lee (佩吉·李)/Dave Barbour and His Orchestra

I'm gonna wash that man right outta my hair

I'm gonna wash that man right outta my hair

I'm gonna wash that man right outta my hair

And send him on his way

I'm gonna wave that man right outta my arms

I'm gonna wave that man right outta my arms

I'm gonna wave that man right outta my arms

And send him on his way

Don't try to patch it up

Tear it up tear it up

Wash him out dry him out

Push him out fly him out

Cancel him and let him go

Yea sister

I'm gonna wash that man right outta my hair

I'm gonna wash that man right outta my hair

I'm gonna wash that man right outta my hair

And send him on his way

If you laugh at different comics

If you root for different teams

Waste no time weep no more

Show him what the door is for

Rub him out of the roll call

And drum him out of your dreams

You can't light a fire when the woods are wet

You can't make a butterfly strong

You can't fix an egg when it ain't quite good

And you can't fix a man when he's wrong

You can't put back a petal when it falls from a flower

Or sweeten up a fellow when he starts turnin' sour

Oh no Oh no

If his eyes get dull and fishy

When you look for glints and gleams

Waste no time

Make a switch

Drop him in the nearest ditch

Rub him out of the roll call

And drum humdrumbum right out of your dreams

I'm gonna wave that man right outta my arms

I'm gonna wave that man right outta my arms

I'm gonna wave that man right outta my arms

And sent him on his way

Walk him out

Dry him out

Push him out

Fly him out

And send him on his way