Where, oh where?

Cole Porter

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I often ask
Because I feel
I've ev'ry right to ask,
"Will time take on the task
To reveal,
Yes or no,
My beau
Ideal?"
For even though,
When I'm abed,
I dream he holds me tight,
Awake, I never light
On the man
I plan
One day to wed.
Where, oh where
Is that combination so rare,
A cute knight in armor,
Completely a charmer
Who'd still be a millionaire?
Where, oh where
Is that combination so rare,
A youth who is able
To wrap me in sable
Who'd still be a love affair?
I could accept a cottage small
By a roaring waterfall,
Yet I'd much prefer a castle cool
By a marble swimming pool.
But where, oh where
Is that combination so rare,
A highly admissable, kissable boy
To fill me with, practic'lly kill me with joy
Who'd still be a millionaire?
Tell me where,
Oh where,
Oh where.
Where, oh where
Is that combination so rare,
A swain even sweller
Than John Rockefeller
Who'd still be a love affair?
Where, oh where
Is that combination so rare,
A God's-gift-to-women,
With passion a-brimmin'
Who'd still be a millionaire?
If I should own a castle cool
By a marble swimming pool,
I might often miss that cottage small
By a roaring waterfall.
So where, oh where
Is that combination so rare,
A tip-top tycoon, silver-spoon sort of egg,
Who's batty for dresses by Hattie Carneg,
Who'd still be a love affair?
Tell me where,
Oh where,
Oh where.

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