Cole Porter - Please Don't Make Me Be Good lyrics

(Verse) I've wasted years enslaving myself By behaving myself I've wasted tears consoling myself For controlling myself But when the right man arrives It's a question of our two lives So that's when I'll start addressing myself By confessing myself I'll say to him: (Chorus) I'm so awfully weary Doing just what I should I'm getting so bored With virtue's reward So please don't make me be good Gee, but life can be dreary When you're misunderstood In spite of my rep I'm all full of pep So please don't make me be good Though Heaven may Be okay When life's long journey ends I'd rather go Down below And be with my intimate friends God bless 'em! I could love you, my dearie More than anyone could You can make me, sweetheart But please don't make me be good