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Annette Hanshaw - You're the Cream in My Coffee (1928)


You have a great way
An up-to-date way
Of telling me you love me
It gives me such a thrill
I know it always will

My head is turning
And just from learning
Your estimation of me
And as for you, I'll say
I feel the self same way

You're the cream in my coffee
You're the salt in my stew
You will always be my necessity
I'd be lost without you

You're the starch in my collar
You're the lace in my shoe
You will always be my necessity
I'd be lost without you

Most girls tell love tales
And you'll find each phrase dovetails
You've heard each known way
This way is my own way

You're the sail of my love boat
You're the captain and crew
You will always be my necessity
I'd be lost without you

You are the cream in my coffee
And you are the salt in my stew
You will always be my necessity
I'd be lost without you

You are the starch in my collar
And you are the lace in my shoe
You will always be my necessity
Oh, I'm wild about you

You give life savor
Bring out its flavor
So this is clear, dear
You're my worcestershire

You're the sail of my love boat
You're the captain and crew
You will always be my necessity
I'd be lost without you

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