Ginger Rogers - I've Got It (1930)

Lyrics:

Every time I get a brand new sweetie
I'm up in the clouds I'm flying high
Then the boyfriend takes the sweetest sweety

I can't seem to get a break
I wonder why...

I'm a lonesome little babe in the wood, Aha!
I've got it but it don't do me no good
I can't hold a man the way that I should, Aha!
I've got it but it don't do me no good

I know that I'm young and so ambitious
Why should I waste my charm
I give a thrill delicious
Lend me your lips and arms
I'm a gal that's just been misunderstood, Aha!
I've got it but it don't do me no good