F–I–G N–O–T–H–I–N–G
I don't know why you keep coming around,
When I just don't give a fig about you.
And there's nothing that you ever gave me 'cept,
For doing the old hoo-dee-hoo!
Hoping, wishing, you stay away,
Or else I just start to feeling so bad,
And I figure there's nothing I'd rather do,
Than doing the Fig Nothing Rag.
Fig Nothing Rag,
Fig Nothing Rag.
I figure there's nothing I'd rather doing,
Than be doing the Fig Nothing Rag.
| Why don't you love me? |
… In a pig's eye. |
| And please turtledove me. |
… Why don't you die. |
| Why don't you love me? |
… Give it a try. |
| When you know that I love you so? |
… My oh my. |
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| | Why don't you help me? |
… Oh no, no way. |
| Why do you farewell me? |
… Please fade away. |
| Why don't you tell me, |
… Oh not today. |
| That you know that I care? |
… Oh not today. |
| That I care. |
… Oh not today. |
| That I – |
… No way. |
I don't know why you keep coming around,
With your heart in your hand,
And your head in the ground.
I don't know why you keep knockin' my door,
When you can't play a note,
And you don't read the score.
| Why don't you love me? |
… I don't know why you keep coming around, |
| And please turtledove me? |
… When I just don't give a fig about you. |
| Why don't you love me? |
… And there's nothing that you ever gave me 'cept, |
| When you know that I love you so? |
… For doing the old hoo-dee-hoo. |
| |
| Why don't you help me? |
… Hoping, wishing, you stay away, |
| Why do you farewell me? |
… Or else I just start to feeling so bad, |
| Why don't you tell me? |
… And I figure there's nothing I'd rather do, |
| That you know that I care? |
… Than doing the Fig Nothing – |
| |
… Doing the Fig Nothing Rag. |
I don't know why you keep coming around,
With your heart in your hand,
And your head in the ground.
I don't know why you keep knockin' my door,
When you can't play a note,
And you don't read the score.
I don't know why you keep coming around,
When I just don't give a fig about you.
And there's nothing that you ever gave me 'cept,
For doing the old hoo-dee-hoo.
| Why don't you help me? |
… Hoping, wishing, you stay away, |
| Why do you farewell me? |
… Or else I just start to feeling so bad, |
| Why don't you tell me? |
… And I figure there's nothing I'd rather do, |
| That you know that I care? |
… Than doing the Fig Nothing Rag. |
| That you know that I – |
|
Fig Nothing Rag,
Fig Nothing Rag.
I figure there's nothing I'd rather doing,
Than be doing the Fig Nothing Rag.
Doing the Fig Nothing Rag.
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