In My Own Little Corner
I'm as mild as a meek as a mouse
When I hear a command I obey
But I know of a spot in y house
Where no one can stand in my way
In my own little corner in my own little chair
I can be whatever I want to be
On the wig of my fancy I can fly anywhere
and the world will open its arms to me
I'm a young Norweigan Princess or a milkmaid
I'm the greatest primmadona in Milan
I'm an heiress who has always had her silk maid
By her own flock of silkwors in Japan
I'm a girl men go mad for love's a game I can play
With a cool and confident king of air
Just as long as I stay in my own little corner
All alone in my own little chair
I'm the belle of the ball in my own little corner
All along in my own little chair
All alone in my own little chair
I can be whatever I want to be
I'm a theif in Calcutta I'm a queen in Peru
I'm a mermaid dancing upon the sea
I'm a huntress in an african safari
it's a dangerous kind of sport and yet it's fun
In the nght I sally forth to seek my quarry
And I find I forgot to bring my gun
I am lost in the jungle all alone and unarmed
when I meet a lioness in her lair
Then I'm glad to be back in my own little corner
When I hear a command I obey
But I know of a spot in y house
Where no one can stand in my way
In my own little corner in my own little chair
I can be whatever I want to be
On the wig of my fancy I can fly anywhere
and the world will open its arms to me
I'm a young Norweigan Princess or a milkmaid
I'm the greatest primmadona in Milan
I'm an heiress who has always had her silk maid
By her own flock of silkwors in Japan
I'm a girl men go mad for love's a game I can play
With a cool and confident king of air
Just as long as I stay in my own little corner
All alone in my own little chair
I'm the belle of the ball in my own little corner
All along in my own little chair
All alone in my own little chair
I can be whatever I want to be
I'm a theif in Calcutta I'm a queen in Peru
I'm a mermaid dancing upon the sea
I'm a huntress in an african safari
it's a dangerous kind of sport and yet it's fun
In the nght I sally forth to seek my quarry
And I find I forgot to bring my gun
I am lost in the jungle all alone and unarmed
when I meet a lioness in her lair
Then I'm glad to be back in my own little corner
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Writer(s): Oscar Hammerstein Ii, Richard Rodgers
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