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Eartha Kitt - Where is my man (maxi simple gravure 33 tours)

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Titre : Where is my man (maxi simple gravure 33 tours)


Année : 1983


Auteurs compositeurs : Bruce Vilanch - Fred Zarr - Jacques Morali


Pochette : Kenn Duncan


Durée : 6 m 25 s


Label : In The Mix


Référence : 290 070


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I don't wanna be alone, where is my baby?
I don't wanna be alone, where is my man?
I spend hours by the phone, where is my baby?
I chew my fingers to the bone, where is my man?

My list of needs is really quite brief
I need a man who can bring my beliefs
From all the stress and strains of the day
With just a kind stroke to Cartier
I need a man who can take me then taunt me and make me
Buy the things that I so richly desire
A man who knows what I require
The things that I desire
Is there anyone out there who has the nerve?

I don't wanna be alone, where is my baby?
I don't wanna be alone, where is my man?
I spend hours by the phone - where is my baby?
I chew my fingers to the bone, where is my man

Where is my baby? He can't be far.
Look for an Ascot, a big cigar
Tell him to find me
Send his car to this address I have to stress I need him now.

I don't wanna be alone, where is my baby?
I don't wanna be alone, where is my man?
I spend hours by the phone, where is my baby?
I chew my fingers to the bone, where is my man?

The kind of man that I adore's the kind of man that gives me more
Of all the better things in life that aren't free.
Such things as summer by the sea
The Hamptons, Malibu, Capri.
The kind of man who comes alive
When he comes near Rodeo Drive
Is the kind of man who wins my heart with style and class.
You know I've tried some other men
The kind with zeros less than ten
But every time I grab the ring it's always brass.

I don't wanna be alone, where is my baby?
I don't wanna be alone, where is my man?
I spend hours by the phone, where is my baby?
I chew my fingers to the bone, where is my man?

Where is my baby? He can't be far
Look for an Ascot, a big cigar
Tell him to find me, just send his car
To this address, I have to stress - I need him now
Where is my baby and when will he start
To use his visa right to my heart?
I'll give him carte blanche - baby, be smart
Drop your amount in my account
But do it now

I want a billionaire
With a big, big, big, big yacht! (Ha-ha!)
Who can take me to Monte Carlo
Saint-Tropez
And eventually
Tiffany! (Rrrrow!)
Mmmm…wow!
(Ha-ha-ha-ha…)

Where is my baby? He can't be far
Look for an Ascot, a big cigar
Tell him to find me, just send his car
To this address, I have to stress - I need him now
Where is my baby and when will he start
To use his visa right to my heart?
I'll give him carte blanche - baby, be smart…
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Dam-Dam Le 24/08/2026
Lyrics:

I don't wanna be alone, where is my baby?
I don't wanna be alone, where is my man?
I spend hours by the phone, where is my baby?
I chew my fingers to the bone, where is my man?

My list of needs is really quite brief
I need a man who can bring my beliefs
From all the stress and strains of the day
With just a kind stroke to Cartier
I need a man who can take me then taunt me and make me
Buy the things that I so richly desire
A man who knows what I require
The things that I desire
Is there anyone out there who has the nerve?

I don't wanna be alone, where is my baby?
I don't wanna be alone, where is my man?
I spend hours by the phone - where is my baby?
I chew my fingers to the bone, where is my man

Where is my baby? He can't be far.
Look for an Ascot, a big cigar
Tell him to find me
Send his car to this address I have to stress I need him now.

I don't wanna be alone, where is my baby?
I don't wanna be alone, where is my man?
I spend hours by the phone, where is my baby?
I chew my fingers to the bone, where is my man?

The kind of man that I adore's the kind of man that gives me more
Of all the better things in life that aren't free.
Such things as summer by the sea
The Hamptons, Malibu, Capri.
The kind of man who comes alive
When he comes near Rodeo Drive
Is the kind of man who wins my heart with style and class.
You know I've tried some other men
The kind with zeros less than ten
But every time I grab the ring it's always brass.

I don't wanna be alone, where is my baby?
I don't wanna be alone, where is my man?
I spend hours by the phone, where is my baby?
I chew my fingers to the bone, where is my man?

Where is my baby? He can't be far
Look for an Ascot, a big cigar
Tell him to find me, just send his car
To this address, I have to stress - I need him now
Where is my baby and when will he start
To use his visa right to my heart?
I'll give him carte blanche - baby, be smart
Drop your amount in my account
But do it now

I want a billionaire
With a big, big, big, big yacht! (Ha-ha!)
Who can take me to Monte Carlo
Saint-Tropez
And eventually
Tiffany! (Rrrrow!)
Mmmm…wow!
(Ha-ha-ha-ha…)

Where is my baby? He can't be far
Look for an Ascot, a big cigar
Tell him to find me, just send his car
To this address, I have to stress - I need him now
Where is my baby and when will he start
To use his visa right to my heart?
I'll give him carte blanche - baby, be smart…

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