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He bought me the fur mink five winters ago
And the gown the following fall
Then the necklace, the bag, the gloves, and the hat,
That was late '48 I recall
Then last night in his apartment
He tried to remove them all
And I said as I ran down the hall.

Take back your mink
Take back your pearls
What made you think
That I was one of those girls?
Take back the gown
The gloves and the hat
I may be down
But I'm not flat as all that.

I thought that each expensive gift you'd arranged
Was a token of your esteem
But when I think of what you want in exchange
It all seems a horrible dream
Eek.

So take back your mink.
To from whence it came
And tell them to alter and rise it
For some other dame

Take back your mink
Take back your pearls
What made you think
That I was one of those girls?
I'm screaming:
Take back the gown
The gloves and the hat
I may be down
But I'm not flat as all that.

I thought that each expensive gift you'd arranged
Was a token of your esteem
But when I think of what you want in exchange
It all seems a horrible dream
Eek!

Take back your mink
Those old worn out pelts
And go shorten the sleaves
For somebody else.


Well, wouldn't you?
He bought me the fur mink five winters ago    And the gown the following fall    Then the necklace, the bag, the gloves, and the hat,    That was late '48 I recall    Then last night in his apartment    He tried to remove them all    And I said as I ran down the hall.       Take back your mink    Take back your pearls    What made you think    That I was one of those girls?    Take back the gown    The gloves and the hat    I may be down    But I'm not flat as all that.       I thought that each expensive gift you'd arranged    Was a token of your esteem    But when I think of what you want in exchange    It all seems a horrible dream    Eek.       So take back your mink.    To from whence it came    And tell them to alter and rise it    For some other dame       Take back your mink    Take back your pearls    What made you think    That I was one of those girls?    I'm screaming:    Take back the gown    The gloves and the hat    I may be down    But I'm not flat as all that.       I thought that each expensive gift you'd arranged    Was a token of your esteem    But when I think of what you want in exchange    It all seems a horrible dream    Eek!       Take back your mink    Those old worn out pelts    And go shorten the sleaves    For somebody else.          Well, wouldn't you?