I’m one card short of a full deck I’m not quite the shilling One wave short of a shipwreck I’m not at my usual top billing I’m coming down with a fever I’m really out to sea This kettle is boiling over I think I’m a banana tree

Siempre hay una disyuntiva ante la cual siempre hay que elegir, no queda otra alternativa rápidamente hay que decidir Y no hay oración capaz de decidir por mí

I saw you walking by the other day I know that you saw me, you turned away And I was lost You see, I’ve never loved no one as much as you I’ve fooled around but tell me now just who is hurtin’ who

In nineteen twenty nine I sold short In England I’m presented at court But you’ve got me down-hearted ‘cause I can’t get started with you