Letra de Nobody makes a pass at me

Performed by barbra streisand

I want men that I can squeeze, that I can please, that I can tease
Two or three or four or more!
What are those fools waiting for?
I want love and I want kissing I want more of what I´m missing

Nobody comes knocking at my front door
What do they think my knocker´s for?
If they don´t come soon there won´t be any more!
What can the matter be?

I wash my clothes with lux, my etiquette´s the best,
I spend my hard-earned bucks on just what the ads suggest
Oh dear what can the matter be
Nobody makes a pass at me!

I´m full of kellogg´s bran, eat grapenuts on the sly,
A date is on the can of coffee that I buy
Oh dear, what can the matter be?
Nobody makes a pass at me!

Oh beatrice fair-fax, give me the bare facts,
How do you make them fall?
If you don´t save me, the things the lord gave me
Never will be any use to me at all.

I sprinkle on a dash of fragrance de amour,
The ads say makes men rash but I guess their smell is pour
Oh dear what can the matter be
Nobody makes a pass at me.

I use ovaltine and listerine, barbasol and musterole
Life buoy soap and flit, so why ain´t I got it?

I use coca cola and marmola, crisco, lesco and mazola,
Ex-lax and vapex, so why ain´t I got sex?

I use albolene and maybellene, alka seltzer, bromo seltzer,
Odorono and sensation
So why ain´t I got fascination?

My girdles come from the best, times ads say they´re chick
And up above I´m dressed in the brassier of the week
Oh dear, what can the matter be?
Nobody makes a pass at me!

I use pond´s on my skin, with rye-crisp I have thinned
I get my culture in I began gone with the wind
Oh dear, what can the matter be?
Nobody makes a pass at me!

Oh dor´thy dix, please, show me some tricks,
Please, I want some men to hold
I want attention and things I can´t mention
And I want them all before I get too old

I use mum ev´ry day and angelus liplure,
But still men stay away just like iv´ry soap I´m pure
Just like I result of 99 and 44
One hundred percent p.o.
Oh dear what can the matter be?
Nobody makes a pass at me