Fitzgerald Ella Boy Wanted Lyrics

Boy Wanted Lyrics

Verse:
I've just finished writing an advertisement
Calling for a
boy.
No half-hearted Romeo or flirt is meant;
That's the kind I'd not
employ.
Though anybody interested can apply,
He must know a thing to
qualify.
For instance:

Refrain 1:
Teddy:
He must be able to
dance.
he must make life a romance.
I said a boy wanted,
One who can
smile;
Boy wanted,
Lovable style.
He must be tender and true,
And
he must know how to woo.
I know we'll get acquainted mighty soon,
Out in
a garden 'neath a harvest moon;
And if he proves to be the right little
laddie,
I'll make him glad
He'll answer my ad!

Refrain
2:
Toots:
To be the boy of my choice,
He needn't own a Rolls
Royce.
The kind of boy wanted*
Needn't have gold;
Boy
wanted,
Mustn't be cold.
If he has oodles of charm,
I'll even life on
a farm.
if he fits into my picture of a home,
I'll be so nice he'll never
have to roam.**
Yes, if he proves to be the right little laddie,
I'll make
him glad
He answered my ad.

Refrain 3:
Babe:
He must like
musical shows,
And he must wear snappy clothes.
Yes, that is my
story,
And to it I'll stick;
There's no glory
In having a hick.
He
must know how to say "Yes!"***
When I look at a new dress.
Oh,
I'll be ready when the right one calls,
And I'll start vamping him until he
falls;
And if he subsidises me, oh, sweet daddy!
I'll make him glad
He
answered my ad!

Refrain 4:
Bunny:
The movies he must
avoid,
He'll know his Nietzsche and Freud.
I said a boy wanted,
One
who knows books;
Boy wanted
Needn't have looks.
He must be such a
saint,
But, Oh! he dassent say 'ain't.'

I don't care if his bankroll
totals naught,
For we can live on love and food for thought.
If he's a
scholar, when I see him I'll holler,
'My lad, I'm glad
You answered my
ad!'

*Alternative version of this line: 'The sort of boy wanted'
**
Alternative version of this line: 'I'll be so nice he'll never care
to
roam'
*** Alternative version of refrain 3, lines 7-8:
'And so his boots
mustn't squeak;
And he must love like a sheik.'

Primrose
Version:
Verse:
I've just finished writing an advertisement
Calling
for a boy.
No half-hearted Romeo or flirt is meant;
That's the kind I
won't employ.
Though anybody interested can apply,
He must know a thing
to qualify.
For instance:

Refrain 1:
To have a ghost of a
chance,
He must be able to dance.
The sort of boy wanted
Must have a
smile
Boy wanted,
Lovable style.
He must be tender and true,
And if
he knows what to do,
I think I'll learn to love him very soon;
I'll want
him morning, night and afternoon.
So if you know of one who's wanting
employment,
Just tell him that
I'm wanting a boy!

Refrain 2:
To
be the boy of my choice,
He's got to own a Rolls Royce.
He must be quite
reckless
Buying me things:
Pearl necklace,
Diamond rings.
He must
be ready to pay
A dozen bills ev'ry day.
I'll simply smothing him with
tender care
If I could find a multimillionaire.
So if you could seen one
dining at the Savoy-oh!
Just tell him
I'm wanting a boy!

Refrain
3:
I won't have anyone small,
He must be handsome and tall.
I said a
boy wanted,
Beautifully dressed;
Boy wanted,
Trousers well
pressed.
He must have wonderful eyes;
He must wear wonderful ties.
I
want a boy who'll always look as though
He's only just come out of Savile
Row.
So if some Paris wants a Helen of Troy-oh!
Just tell him that
I'm
wanting a boy.