I'm Gonna Wash That Man Right Outa My Hair (South Pacific)
I'm gonna wash that man right outta my hair
I'm gonna wash that man right outta my hair
I'm gonna wash that man right outta my hair
And send him on his way
I'm gonna wave that man right outta my arms
I'm gonna wave that man right outta my arms
I'm gonna wave that man right outta my arms
And send him on his way
Don't try to patch it up, uh, uh
Tear it up, tear it up, tear it up, girl
Wash him out, dry him out
Push him out, fly him out
Cancel him and let him go (yeah, sister)
I'm gonna wash that man right outta my hair
I'm gonna wash that man right outta my hair
I'm gonna wash that man right outta my hair
And send him on his way (away, away, away)
If a man don't understand you
If you fly on separate beams
Waste no time, make a change
Ride that man right off your range
Rub him out of the roll call
And drum him out of your dreams
If you laugh at different comics (ha, ha!)
If you root for different teams (go, Mets!)
Waste no time (weep no more)
Show him what the door is for
Rub him out of the roll call
And drum him out of your dreams
I'm gonna wash
I'm gonna wash that man
I'm gonna wash that man, right
Right outta my hair
Don't try to patch it up
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
Cancel him and let him go (let him go)
Let him go (go, go, go)
I'm gonna wash that man right outta my hair
I'm gonna wash that man right outta my hair
I'm gonna wash him right outta my hair
And send him, send him on his way
Who can explain it, who can tell you why?
But the fella's not such a wonderful guy
You're younger than springtime, the guy won't be missed
Don't be a cockeyed masochist (send him away)
And if you still see this guy as a bright canary
Sit yourself down with a Bloody Mary
Send him a cable, send him a line
Don't cry, "Oh, this nearly was mine!"
The stock ain't happy, what's done is done
Find yourself a brand new honeybun
Now that you can carefully talk to win the game
You'll show him there's nothing like a dame (yeah)
Lather, rinse, repeat! (Got it)
Once you have found him
Send him on his
Send him on his way
Yeah!
I'm gonna wash that man right outta my hair
I'm gonna wash that man right outta my hair
And send him on his way
I'm gonna wave that man right outta my arms
I'm gonna wave that man right outta my arms
I'm gonna wave that man right outta my arms
And send him on his way
Don't try to patch it up, uh, uh
Tear it up, tear it up, tear it up, girl
Wash him out, dry him out
Push him out, fly him out
Cancel him and let him go (yeah, sister)
I'm gonna wash that man right outta my hair
I'm gonna wash that man right outta my hair
I'm gonna wash that man right outta my hair
And send him on his way (away, away, away)
If a man don't understand you
If you fly on separate beams
Waste no time, make a change
Ride that man right off your range
Rub him out of the roll call
And drum him out of your dreams
If you laugh at different comics (ha, ha!)
If you root for different teams (go, Mets!)
Waste no time (weep no more)
Show him what the door is for
Rub him out of the roll call
And drum him out of your dreams
I'm gonna wash
I'm gonna wash that man
I'm gonna wash that man, right
Right outta my hair
Don't try to patch it up
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
Cancel him and let him go (let him go)
Let him go (go, go, go)
I'm gonna wash that man right outta my hair
I'm gonna wash that man right outta my hair
I'm gonna wash him right outta my hair
And send him, send him on his way
Who can explain it, who can tell you why?
But the fella's not such a wonderful guy
You're younger than springtime, the guy won't be missed
Don't be a cockeyed masochist (send him away)
And if you still see this guy as a bright canary
Sit yourself down with a Bloody Mary
Send him a cable, send him a line
Don't cry, "Oh, this nearly was mine!"
The stock ain't happy, what's done is done
Find yourself a brand new honeybun
Now that you can carefully talk to win the game
You'll show him there's nothing like a dame (yeah)
Lather, rinse, repeat! (Got it)
Once you have found him
Send him on his
Send him on his way
Yeah!
Credits
Writer(s): Oscar Hammerstein Ii, Richard Rodgers
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Other Album Tracks
- You There in the Back Row (13 Days to Broadway)
- I'm Gonna Wash That Man Right Outa My Hair (South Pacific)
- Since You Stayed Here (Brownstone)
- Knowing When to Leave / Promises, Promises (Promises, Promises)
- Where Is Love? (Oliver!)
- Meadowlark (The Baker's Wife)
- Sleepy Man (The Robber Bridegroom)
- Our Time (Merrily We Roll Along)
- I Got the Sun in the Morning (Annie Get Your Gun)
- Stop, Time (Big)
Altri album
- There's Still My Joy
- To Steve with Love: Liz Callaway Celebrates Sondheim
- Be a Lion (Live) - Single
- Comfort and Joy (An Acoustic Christmas)
- The Morning After
- Beautiful City (From "Godspell")
- The Essential Liz Callaway
- Merry and Bright
- The Story Goes On: On & Off Broadway
- Anywhere I Wander: Liz Callaway Sings Frank Loesser
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