Mel Torme - Hey Look Me Over Lyrics
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Hey Look Me Over
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What Are The Lyrics For Hey Look Me Over By Mel Torme?
Hey look me over, lend me an ear
Fresh out of clover, mortgage up to here Don't pass the plate folks, don't pass the cup I figure whenever you're down and out, the only way is up And I'll be up like a rosebud high on the vine Don't thumb your nose, but take a tip from mine I'm a little bit short of the elbow room, so let me get me some And look out world, here I come Hey look me over, lend me an ear Fresh out of clover, mortgage up to here Don't pass the plate folks, don't pass the cup I figure whenever you're down and out, the only way is up And I'll be up like a rosebud high on the vine Don't thumb your nose, but take a tip from mine I'm a little bit short of the elbow room, so let me get me some And look out world, here I come Nobody in the world was ever without a prayer How can you win the world if nobody knows you're there? Kid, when you need the crowd, the tickets are hard to sell Still, you can lead the crowd if you can get up and yell Hey look me over, lend me an ear Fresh out of clover, mortgage up to here I'm a little bit short of the elbow room, so let me get me some And look out world, here me shout world And look out world, here I come |
Who Wrote Hey Look Me Over By Mel Torme?
Carolyn Leigh, Cy Coleman
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What's The Duration Of The Hey Look Me Over By Mel Torme?The duration of Hey Look Me Over is 4:13 minutes and seconds. |
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