Paul Petersen - She Can't Find Her Keys
When I take my baby home at night
I can't wait to kiss and hold her tight.
But right then the time begins to drag
When she starts searching through her bag.
She says "Just a moment please,
I can't find my keys."
And here's what happens while he's waiting for a squeeze:
She pulls out
Lipstick, powder, bubble gum and bobby pins
But she can't find her keys.
Curlers, tweezers, cold cream and candy bars
But she can't find her keys.
Nail files, school books, an autograph of Fabian
Which she can find with ease.
But I'm standin' here a waitin' for a good night kiss
Cause she can't find her keys.
She can't find her keys.
I give up, go home and go to sleep
But next night, my date with her I keep.
Walk her home, we start to kissin' then
It all starts happening again
She says "Just a moment please,
I can't find my keys."
And here's what happens while he's waiting for a squeeze:
She pulls out:
Gumdrops, glasses, magazines and tangerines
But she can't find her keys.
Presley records, hairspray and jelly beans
But she can't find her keys.
Eyebrow pencils, perfume and potato chips
And portable batteries
But I'm standin' here a waitin' for a good night kiss
Cause she can't find her keys.
But he's standing here waiting for a good night kiss
Cause she can't find her keys.
She pulls out
Frozen custard, piano bench,
Pretzels and a monkey wrench,
Tennis racket, army cots,
Pumpkin seeds and coffee pots,
Watermelons, goal posts,
A (?)spoon and french toast,
Fire hydrant, ash can,
TV set, electric fan,
But she can't find her keys.
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| Artist:
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| Title:She Can't Find Her Keys
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| Submit by:Spike
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