Les paroles de la chanson
« I'm gonna file my claim »
Marilyn Monroe

I’ve looked around the country and I’ve seen it all
And what I want, I’m ready to name!
It’s big and strong and handsome and it’s 6-feet tall
I’m gonna file my claim!

I struck a real bonanza and he’s rough and rash
But what he’s got, I’m ready to tame
He’s worth a fancy fortune but it’s not in cash
I’m gonna file my claim!

I got the fever, ooohhh the fever
But not for gold in the ground!
I want to tackle to something vital
That I can throw my fences around
A gal should never hustle with a pick and pan
To dig for gold, that isn’t her game
I’ll find the man who found it then I’ll get that man!
Who’s gonna help me file my claim!
I gotta file my claim!
Ooooooh Ooooohhhhhh, lookin’ for nuggets?
Ooooohhhhh, mush!
A-B-C-D, Who’s gonna file me under love, love!
Not a man, not a single man!

There ain’t a man alive who wouldn’t trade his gold
For what it takes to stay in the game
So have fun and spend it before you get too old
Who’s gonna help me, Oooohhhh, help me, HELP!
Help me! Who’s gonna help me file my claim, tonight?