| Oh, Please Make Him Jealous |
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| I’m dancing with Johnny, but looking at Jim |
| And praying, «Oh please make him jealous!» |
| My arms around Johnny, my heart’s around Jim |
| But nothing I do seems to matter to him! |
| Now Jimmy is dancing with Molly McGee |
| And golly, it’s me who’s so jealous! |
| And I’m so ashamed of the tear in my eye |
| As Jim dances carelessly by |
| And I’m so ashamed of the tear in my eye |
| As Jim dances carelessly by |
