Ain't There Anyone Her for Love - Jane Russell

Honey, you’ll hurt yourself.

I can’t play tennis,

My golf’s a menace,

I just can’t do the Australian crawl.

And I’m no better at volleyball

Ain’t there anyone here for love, sweet love,

Ain’t there anyone here for love?

I’m apathetic,

and non-athletic,

Can’t keep up in a marathon.

I need some shoulder to lean upon

And a couple of arms to hold me

Ain’t there anyone here for love?

I’m not in condition to wrestle,

I’ve never trained in a gym.

Show me a man who can nestle

And I’ll pin a medal on him.

Need some chappy

To make me happy

And he don’t need to be Hercules.

Don’t anyone know about birds and bees

Ain’t there anyone here for love, sweet love,

Ain’t there anyone here for love?

Doubles?

Anyone?

Court’s free.

Two out of three, Anyone?

Doesn’t anyone want to play?

I like big muscles

And red corpuscles,

I like a beautiful hunk of man,

But I’m no physical culture fan

Ain’t there anyone here for love, sweet love,

Ain’t there anyone, ain’t there anyone,

Ain’t there anyone, anyone, anyone, anyone

For love?