Dinah Shore
Always True to You in My Fashion
Oh, BillWhy can't you behave Why can't you behave?How in hell can you be jealousWhen you know, baby, I'm your slave?I'm just mad for youAnd I'll always beBut naturallyIf a custom-tailored vetAsks me out for something wetWhen the vet begins to pet, I cry "hooray!"But I'm always true to you, darlin', in my fashionYes, I'm always true to you, darlin', in my wayI enjoy a tender passBy the boss of Boston, MassThough his pass is middle-class and not Backa BayBut I'm always true to you, darlin', in my fashion Yes, I'm always true to you, darlin' in my wayThere's a madman known as MackWho is planning to attackIf his mad attack means a Cadillac, okay!But I'm always true to to you, darlin', in my fashion Yes, I'm always true to you, darlin' in my wayLetras de cancionesI've been asked to have a mealBy a big tycoon in steelIf the meal includes a deal, accept I mayBut I'm always true to you, darlin', in my fashionYes, I'm always true to you, Darlin' in my wayI could never curl my lip To a dazzlin' diamond clip Though the clip meant "Let 'er rip", I'd not say "Nay!"But I'm always true to to you, darlin, in my fashion Yes, I'm always true to you, darlin' in my wayThere's an oil man known as "Tex"Who is keen to give me checksAnd his checks, I fear, mean that sex is here to stay!But I'm always true to you, darlin', in my fashionYes, I'm always true to you, darlin' in my wayThere's a wealthy Hindu priestWho's a wolf, to say the leastWhen the priest goes too far East, I also strayBut I'm always true to to you, darlin', in my fashion Yes, I'm always true to you, darlin'in my wayThere's a lush from Portland, OreWho is rich but such a boreWhen the bore falls on the floor, I let him layBut I'm always true to to you, darlin', in my fashionYes, I'm always true to you, darlin',in my wayMister Harris, plutocratWants to give my cheek a patIf the Harris pat means a Paris hat, B�©b�©, Oo-la-la! Mais je suis toujours fidele, darlin', in my fashion Oui, je suis toujours fidele, darlin', in my wayFrom Ohio, Mister ThorneCalls me up from night 'til mornMister Thorne once corner'd corn and that ain't hay But I'm always true to to you, darlin', in my fashion Yes, I'm always true to you, darlin', in my wayFrom Milwaukee, Mister FritzOften moves me to the RitzMister Fritz is full of Schlitz and full of playBut I'm always true to to you, darlin', in my fashion Yes, I'm always true to you, darlin', in my wayMister Gable, I mean ClarkWants me on his boat to parkIf the Gable boat means a sable coat, anchors aweigh!But I'm always true to to you, darlin', in my fashion Yes, I'm always true to you, darlin', in my way
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