Cole Porter - Find Me A Primitive Man lyrics

Now, before this modern idea had burst About the women and children first The men had much more charm than they have today And if only one of that type survived The very moment that he arrived I know I'd fall in love in a great big way I can't imagine being bad With any Arrow collar ad Nor could I take the slightest joy In waking up a college boy I've no desire to be alone With Rudy Vallee's megaphone So when I'm saying my prayers, I say: Find me a primitive man Built on a primitive plan Someone with vigor and vim I don't mean a kind that belongs to a club But the kind that has a club that belongs to him I could be the personal slave Of someone just out of a cave The only man who'll ever win me Has gotta wake up the gypsy in me Find me a primitive man Find me a primitive man Trouve moi un homme primitif Trouve moi un garcon naif Quelqu'un tout plein de vigeur Ces p'tits maquereaux qu'on appelle gigolos ne Pourraient jamais donner le vrai bonheur J'ai besoin d'un bel animal Pour chauffeur mon chaff*ge centrale Et l'homme qui me veut pour capitane Devrait reveiler mon sang tzigane Trouve moi un homme primitif, vif Trouve moi un homme primitif (Find me a primitive man Find me a forthright young lad Someone with vigor to spare Those fatuous beaux they call gigolos could never give me happiness I must have a gorgeous beast To heat up my own central heat And he who aspires to be my stud Must reawake my gypsy blood Find me a primitive man.)