Letra de Dear Arabella

Dear Arabella, this Army life's okay But Arabella, I miss you more each day While I'm parading and reducing fore-and-aft I hope that your love won't get cold in the draft Kindly remember wherever you may be You're your private's private property Dear Arabella, Remember I'm your fella And you're mine, all mine Hey, Sergeant, hold my mop and pail Won't you clean up while I go and get my mail You got a letter from Arabella Well, I'm Arabella's fella There's an Airmail Special on its way She writes the same thing ev'ry day "Dear Private Johnny, don't worry over me 'Cause, Private Johnny, I'm faithful as can be I keep your picture by the sofa near the fire For me and my boyfriends to sit and admire They may want kisses but I am always true I close my eyes and make believe it's you" So, lucky fella, You can depend on Arabella "Drop me a line, Tall, dark and private" Arabella, my Arabella, Oh, won't you tell me that you're mine!