(arlen/harberg)
When a man's an empty kettle
He should be on his mettle
And yet i'm torn apart
Just because i'm presumin' that i could be kind of human
If i only had a heart
I'd be tender, i'd be gentle
And awful sentimental regarding love and art
I'd be friends with the arrows
And the boy who shoots the sparrows
If i only had a heart
Picture me a balcony
Above a voice sings low
"wherefore art thou romeo?"
I hear a beat, how sweet
Just to register emotion, jealousy, devotion
And really feel the part
I could stay young and chipper
And i'd lock it with a zipper
If i only had a heart
A brain, a home, the nerve
