Doris Day — Tis Harry Im Plannin To Marry

[Verse 1: Doris Day and Vocal Quartet] When you turn to the subject of Harry That's a horse from a different safari I can box like a fox, he's dumb as an ox But it's Harry I'm planning to marry (Yes, it's Harry she's plannin' to marry) [Verse 2: Doris Day and Vocal Quartet] Though he's built like the bust of Apollo Just remember a statue is hollow Physically, I'm delish, mentally, superfish But it's Harry I'm planning to marry (Yes, it's Harry she's plannin' to marry) [Chorus 1: Doris Day and Vocal Quartet] My heart's twined around his suspenders He's the one that I truly adore (adore) I'm numb, I succumb when he renders The face on the bar room floor [Post-Chorus 1: Doris Day and Vocal Quartet] When he flexes his muscles, I flutter Like a butterfly caught in a shudder When he calls me his mate I just disintegrate Since the world first began Never been such a man As the Harry I'm plannin' to marry! (Yes, it's Harry she's plannin' to marry) [Chorus 2: Doris Day and Vocal Quartet] I bask in his masculine gender When he sings, all my troubles depart (depart) For who else could so tenderly render The curse of an aching heart? [Post-Chorus 2: Doris Day and Vocal Quartet] But when Harry is old and decrepit And his touch turns from torrid to tepid When we're both eighty-three He can have all of me When we're both eighty-five If I still am alive Then it's Harry I'm plannin' to marry (Yes, it's Harry she's plannin' to marry)