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The Sadder-But-Wiser Girl For Me (From 'The Music Man') - Robert Preston
No wide-eyed eager
Wholesome innocent Sunday school teacher for me
That kinda girl spins webs no spider ever
Now listen boy
A girl who trades on all that purity
Merely wants to trade my independence for her security
The only affirmative she will file
Refers to marching down the aisle
No golden glorious gleaming pristine goddess
No sir
For no Diana do I play faun
I can tell you that right now
I snarl I hiss
How can ignorance be compared to bliss
I spark I fizz for the lady who knows what time it is
I cheer I rave for the virtue I'm too late to save
The sadder-but-wiser girl for me
No bright-eyed blushing breathless baby-doll baby
No sir
That kinda child ties knots no sailor ever knew
I prefer to take a chance on a more adult romance
No dewy young miss
Who keeps resisting all the time she keeps insisting
No wide-eyed wholesome innocent female
No sir
Why she's the fisherman I'm the fish you see
PLOP
I flinch I shy when the lass with the delicate air goes by
I smile I grin when the gal with a touch of sin walks in
I hope and I pray for a Hester to win just one more 'A'
The sadder-but-wiser girl's the girl for me
The sadder-but-wiser girl for me