Where Is My Man - Eartha Kitt

I don’t wanna be alone, where is my baby?

I don’t wanna be alone, where is my man?

I spend hours by the phone, where is my baby?

I chew my fingers to the bone, where is my man?

My list of needs is really quite brief

I need a man who can bring my beliefs

From all the stress and strains of the day

With just a kind stroke to Cartier

I need a man who can take me then taunt me and make me

Buy the things that I so richly desire

A man who knows what I require

The things that I desire

Is there anyone out there who has the nerve?

I don’t wanna be alone, where is my baby?

I don’t wanna be alone, where is my man?

I spend hours by the phone — where is my baby?

I chew my fingers to the bone, where is my man

Where is my baby? He can’t be far.

Look for an Ascot, a big cigar

Tell him to find me

Send his car to this address I have to stress I need him now.

I don’t wanna be alone, where is my baby?

I don’t wanna be alone, where is my man?

I spend hours by the phone, where is my baby?

I chew my fingers to the bone, where is my man?

The kind of man that I adore’s the kind of man that gives me more

Of all the better things in life that aren’t free.

Such things as summer by the sea

The Hamptons, Malibu, Capri.

The kind of man who comes alive

When he comes near Rodeo Drive

Is the kind of man who wins my heart with style and class.

You know I’ve tried some other men

The kind with zeros less than ten

But every time I grab the ring it’s always brass.

I don’t wanna be alone, where is my baby?

I don’t wanna be alone, where is my man?

I spend hours by the phone, where is my baby?

I chew my fingers to the bone, where is my man?

I don’t wanna be alone, where is my baby?

I don’t wanna be alone, where is my man?

I spend hours by the phone, where is my baby?

I chew my fingers to the bone, where is my man?

I don’t wanna be alone, where is my baby?

I don’t wanna be alone, where is my man?