You Can't Get Along With 'Em Or Without 'Em
Composer(s): Grant Clarke; Fred Fischer



I think the married men are gettin' a trimmin' 
And still I hate to knock the beautiful women 
Oh, gee! what can the trouble be?
You read, of course, every day some divorce
No matter, where you go you hear of a scandal
Why are the women getting harder to handle? 
Who's to blame, who's to blame? 
Love is a terrible game

I know a lot of men who never will leave 'em
And then a lot of men who never believe 'em
Oh, my! how they can tell a lie
Look in your eye, and deny and deny
They get excited, then you pet 'em and salve 'em
Where would we be today if we didn't have 'em? 
Cold as ice then they're nice
Some fellows marry them twice

You can't get along when you're with 'em or without 'em
Girls, right or wrong, there is something nice about 'em
They're stubborn and contrary, expensive
Still, they're very necessary
Each little peach has a way that's so endearing
Oh, how your dough has a way of disappearing
You know the world is saying, "we need 'em" 
And still the other half is praying for freedom
You can't get along when you're with 'em or without 'em
You've got to have 'em, that's all!

You can't get along when you're with 'em or without 'em
Girls, right or wrong, there is something nice about 'em
They're stubborn and contrary, expensive
Still, they're very necessary
Each little peach has a way that's so endearing
Oh, how your dough has a way of disappearing
Just when you treat 'em nice, they leave you, they hate you
You always take 'em back, it's old Human Nature
You can't get along when you're with 'em or without 'em
You've got to have 'em, that's all!