Ella Fitzgerald Miscellaneous Boy Wanted 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.
Ella Fitzgerald Miscellaneous Boy Wanted 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.
