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arthur was a gentleman.
he held a door whenever he could.
he promptly paid the monthly note,
sober evenings spent alone in repose.
'i can't help being what i am.'

hey, my name is arthur, my name is arthur. (x2)

arthur, look out arthur, good bye arthur, watch out arthur.
do you ever cry?
look out arthur, good bye, good bye, good bye.

arthur was as salesman.
he pushed the suits whenever he could.
'sir, 44 looks more like you,
no one knows your measurements like I do.
i can't help being what i am.'

hey, my name is arthur, my name is arthur. (x2)
my name is arthur.

arthur, look out arthur, good bye arthur, watch out arthur.
do you ever cry?
look out arthur, good bye, good bye, good bye.

arthur was a mobile man.
he hit the road whenever he could.
his cadillac is shiny blue.
he still keeps it nice like he used to.

'i can't help being what i am –
papa says he can’t help it, papa says he cannot help it.’
'i can't help being what i am –
papa says he can’t help it, papa says he cannot help it.’
'i can't help being what i am –
papa likes his whiskey and you cannot do a thing about it.'

hey, my name is arthur, my name is arthur. (x3)

arthur, look out arthur, good bye arthur, watch out arthur.
do you ever cry?
arthur, look out arthur, good bye arthur, watch out arthur.
do you ever cry?
look out arthur,
good bye (x5)