Don’t Put a Tax on the Beautiful Girls

Taxes here and there
Taxes everywhere
Taxes every place that they could be
Though I'm getting by
Still I can't deny
There's a tax I know would ruin me
I wrote my congressman a note
I said if you want my vote

Don't put a tax on the beautiful girls
How could I live without love
You could tax my business and all that I own
But have a little pity
Leave my pleasure alone

What'll I do on a beautiful night
If I should happen to fall
Suppose I'm about to kiss a beautiful maid
And she discovers that my tax isn't paid

Don't put a tax on the beautiful girls
Or I won't have any lovin' at all

Every cent I make
Tax collectors take
They don't leave me with a single dime
Though I'll get along
Without wine or a song
There's a tax I know would just be wrong
It's not a luxury for me
It's a great necessity

Don't put a tax on the beautiful girls
How could I live without love
You can tax my soda, I'll pay it somehow
But don't you think the price of sugar's
High enough now

What'll I do on a beautiful night
If I should happen to fall
Suppose I run into the handsomest lady
The tax collector comes
He says I know you haven't paid me

Don't put a tax on the beautiful girls
Or I won't have any lovin' at all