I Begged Her Frank Sinatra

I begged her, I pleaded, I told her: Baby, come out of your shell
I told her: Maybe, you'll find that it's swell
I argued, I threatened, I said: You can't send me home
Not like this, then I finally got my kiss

I begged her, I pleaded, I told her: Baby, come out of your shell
And I told her: Maybe, you'll find that it's swell
She argued, then I threatened: You can't send me home
Not like this, then I finally got my kiss