Can’t Help Lovin’ Dat Man Helen Morgan

(Verse)
Let me lay on my back
In a forty-dollar hack
No more gin, no more rum
For the misery's done come

(Chorus)
Fish gotta swim
Birds gotta fly
I gotta love
One man till I die
Can't help lovin' dat man of mine

Tell me he's lazy
Tell me he's slow
Tell me I'm crazy
Maybe I know
Can't help lovin' dat man of mine

Oh listen, sisters
I love that mister
Man, and I can't tell you why
There ain't no reason
Why I should love that man
It must be something that the angels done planned