Ain't Misbehavin'

Andy Razaf, 1929

Boy tho' it's a fickle age, With flirting all the rage, Here is one bird with self-control; Happy inside my cage. I know who I love best, Thumbs down all the rest, My love was given, heart and soul; So it can stand the test. Chorus: No one to talk with, all by myself, No one to walk with, but I'm happy on the shelf, Ain't misbehavin' I'm savin' my love for you. I know for certain, the one I love, I'm thru with flirtin', it's just you I'm thinkin' of, Ain't misbehavin' I'm savin' my love for you. Like Jack Horner, in the corner, don't go nowhere, What do I care, your kisses are worth waitin' for, Believe me I don't stay out late, dont' care to go, I'm home about eight, just me and my radio, Ain't misbehavin' I'm savin' my love for you. 2. Girl your type of man is rare, I know you really care, That's why my conscience never sleeps; When you're away somewhere, Sure was a lucky day, When fate sent you my way, And made you mine alone for keeps, Ditto to all you say. Chorus: