My Intuition - Judy Garland

I’ve read your pretty speaches

And I must admit they touched my heart

I don’t know where you borrow them

But most of them are works of art

No school boy with his Valentines

Was ever more sincere

I’ve tried to read between the lines

To make the meaning clear

But there’s a little voice that whispers

Softly, as I fall asleep:

«You better look before you leap.»

My intuition says to me,

Don’t ever give your heart away

And so I simply must obey my intuition

My intuition says to me Those pretty words may not be true

So what am I supposed to do in my position?

I’d like to trust my heart

Believe in just my heart

But it is much too young to know

So though it may be bad advice

I guess I’ll have to string along

Until you prove my intuition

Can be wrong.

My intuition goes like this:

I’m playing poker with a bunch

And all at once I get a hunch

That’s intuition

I’m playing aces back to back

And I can see a pair of kings

But if there’s one more of those things

What’s my position?

Well, if you get the cards

Then you should bet the cards

At least, that’s what I’ve always heard

You have your hunch, I’ll have mine

Suppose we both we both just string along

Until we prove our intuition can be wrong.