You Took Advantage of Me (1928)
(w) Lorenz Hart (m) Richard Rodgers (I) Musical Present Arms by Joyce Barbour & Busby Berkeley
[Refrain] I’m a sentimental sap, that’s all.
What’s the use of trying not to fall?
I have no will, you’ve made your kill
‘Cause you took advantage of me!
I’m just like an apple on a bough,
And you’re gonna shake me down somehow.
So what’s the use, you’ve cooked my goose
‘Cause you took advantage of me!

I’m so hot and bothered
That I don’t know my elbow from my ear.
I suffer something awful each time you go
And much worse when you’re near.
Here am I with all my bridges burned,
Just a babe in arms where you’re concerned.
So lock the doors, and call me yours
‘Cause you took advantage of me.