Sentimental Me 1925 'Garrick Gaieties'

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 13 May 2005

Look at me again, dear;
let's hold hands and then, dear,
sigh in chorus, it won't bore us,
to be sure;
There's no meaning to it,
yet we over do it,
with a relish that is hellish to endure;
I am not the kind that merely flirts;
I just love and love until it hurts.

Oh, sentimental me and poor romantic you;
dreaming dreams is all that we can do;
we hang around all day and ponder,
while both of us grow fonder
the Lord knows where we're wandering to!
I sit and sigh;
you sigh and sit upon my knee;
We laugh and cry, and never disagree;
A million kisses we'll make theft of
until there's nothing left of
poor romantic you and sentimental me.

Oh, sentimental me and poor romantic you;
dreaming dreams is all that we can do;
we hang around all day and ponder,
while both of us grow fonder
the Lord knows where we're wandering to!
I sit and sigh;
you sigh and sit upon my knee;
We laugh and cry, and never disagree;
A million kisses we'll make theft of
until there's nothing left of
poor romantic you and sentimental me.

Darling you are handsome,
strong and clever
and sometimes you seem, dear,
like a dream, dear, that came true.
That's why I picked you out,
better men I threw out of my living room
while giving room to you;
I would rather read of love in books;
Love is much more painful than it looks.

Oh, sentimental me and poor romantic you;
dreaming dreams is all that we can do;
we hang around all day and ponder,
while both of us grow fonder
the Lord knows where we're wandering to!
I sit and sigh;
you sigh and sit upon my knee;
We laugh and cry, and never disagree;
A million kisses we'll make theft of
until there's nothing left of
poor romantic you and sentimental me.

Oh, sentimental me and poor romantic you;
dreaming dreams is all that we can do;
we hang around all day and ponder,
while both of us grow fonder
the Lord knows where we're wandering to!
I sit and sigh;
you sigh and sit upon my knee;
We laugh and cry, and never disagree;
A million kisses we'll make theft of
until there's nothing left of
poor romantic you and sentimental me.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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Sentimental Me 1925
Lyrics by Lorenz Hart
Music by Richard Rodgers
© 1925 by Edward B. Marks Music Company (renewed)
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sequence and karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Friday 13 May 2005 at 21.54
in association with Doug Grierson
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