Another transcription from a recording on YouTube:


KEEP YOUR UNDERSHIRT ON
Words by Bert Kalmar, music by Harry Ruby.
As recorded by Jason Graae and Paige O’Hara, accompanied by Glenn Mehrbach on piano, on the various-artists album “Keep Your Undershirt On,” Rialto Recordings SLRR9001, 1989.

Tell me: why is it when you’re near,
Passion just overcomes me?
Something about you numbs me.
Tell me: why do I feel so queer
Every time you appear?
I get like this:
Wanna hug and kiss.

Curb your emotion; don’t go off your nut.
I’ve got a notion I could love you, but
Don’t get excited; keep your undershirt on.

Maybe I’ve got stuff you admire, sis.
Baby, I’m hot stuff; so remember this:
Don’t get excited; keep your undershirt on

I always let the girls kiss me,
If they like it and they like it.
After I leave ’em, they’re total wrecks.
Oh, baby, I’m just full of sex.

Though you’ll upset me, that’s a chance I’ll take.
Go on and pet me, but for heaven’s sake,
Don’t get excited; keep your undershirt on.

I’ve a nature that’s far from cold.
My love is so intensive,
It makes me apprehensive.
I fear if it should get a hold,
I couldn’t be controlled.
I’d do a few
Things I shouldn’t do.

Curb your emotion; don’t go off your nut.
I got a notion I could love you, but
Don’t get excited; keep your undershirt on.

I’ve no objection to a hug or two.
I like affection, but I’m warning you:
Don’t get excited; keep your undershirt on.

I always let the boys kiss me,
If they like it, and they like it.
I’m wise to all the tricks that they spring.
My mother told me everything.

Though you’ll upset me, that’s a chance I’ll take.
Go on and pet me, but for heaven’s sake,
Don’t get excited; keep your undershirt on.

I always let the girls kiss me,
If they like it, and they like it.
After I leave them, they’re total wrecks.
Oh, baby, you’re just full of sex.

Though you’ll upset me, that’s a chance I’ll take.
Go on and pet me, but for heaven’s sake,
Don’t get excited; keep your undershirt on.
Curb your emotion and keep your undershirt on.