Ella Fitzgerald
Ella Fitzgerald
Ella Fitzgerald
Ella Fitzgerald
Ella Fitzgerald
Ella Fitzgerald
Ella Fitzgerald
Ella Fitzgerald
Ella Fitzgerald
Ella Fitzgerald
Ella Fitzgerald
Ella Fitzgerald
Ella Fitzgerald
Ella Fitzgerald
Ella Fitzgerald
Ella Fitzgerald
Ella Fitzgerald
Ella Fitzgerald
Ella Fitzgerald
Ella Fitzgerald
Ella Fitzgerald
Ella Fitzgerald
Ella Fitzgerald
Ella Fitzgerald
Ella Fitzgerald
Ella Fitzgerald
Ella Fitzgerald
Ella Fitzgerald
Ella Fitzgerald
Ella Fitzgerald
Ella Fitzgerald
Ella Fitzgerald
Ella Fitzgerald
Ella Fitzgerald
Ella Fitzgerald
Ella Fitzgerald
When a girl has the heart of a mother
It must go to someone of course
It can't be a sister or a brother
And so I love my horse
But horses are frequently silly
Mine ran from the beach of Okhala
And left me alone for a filly
So I picked you up
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 I am 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
You Took Advantage of Me was written by Lorenz Hart & Richard Rodgers.
You Took Advantage of Me was produced by Norman Granz.