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Now, before this modern idea had burstAbout the women and children first,The men had much more charm than they have today.And if only one of that type survived,The very moment that he arrived,I know I'd fall in love in a great big way.I can't imagine being badWith any Arrow collar ad,Nor could I take the slightest joyIn waking up a college boy.I've no desire to be aloneWith Rudy Vallee's megaphone,So when I'm saying my prayers, I say:Find me a primitive man,Built on a primitive plan.Someone with vigor and vim.I don't mean a kind that belongs to a club,But the kind that has a club that belongs to him.I could be the personal slaveOf someone just out of a cave.The only man who'll ever win meHas gotta wake up the gypsy in me,Find me a primitive man,Find me a primitive man.SongtexteTrouve moi un homme primitifTrouve moi un garcon naif.Quelqu'un tout plein de vigeur,Ces p'tits maquereaux qu'on appelle gigolos nePourraient jamais donner le vrai bonheur.J'ai besoin d'un bel animalPour chauffeur mon chaffage centrale.Et l'homme qui me veut pour capitaneDevrait reveiler mon sang tzigane,Trouve moi un homme primitif, vif,Trouve moi un homme primitif.(Find me a primitive man,Find me a forthright young lad,Someone with vigor to spare,Those fatuous beaux they call gigolos could never give me happiness.I must have a gorgeous beastTo heat up my own central heat.And he who aspires to be my studMust reawake my gypsy blood.Find me a primitive man.) Aus Songtexte Mania