Lady is a Tramp, The
Lyrics: Hertrich
When fourty nights shall besiege Your brow
and dig deep wounds in Your beauty now
Your youth's prout livery so gazed on me
tomorrow will be darkened sealed
Look how a bird lies tangled in a net
Pure shame and awed resistance made him fred
So fastened in her arms the favoured lies
She found more beaty in his varied eyes
Cut is the branch that might be grown
with Your faith, the treasure of Your lusty days
Then being asked where all Your beaty lies
I say it to Your deep-sunken eyes
"As if the dead the living should e
L'il Darlin'
Don't need no palace paved with gold.
Don't need more cash than banks could hold.
Whenever I get the feeling.
.
My sweet l'il darlin' gives me his love.
Don't catch me chasing round at night.I'm not impressed by glamorous sights.
L'il darlin' is obvious pretty.
So many guys you may see.
But my little darlin' only loves me.
I know he only loves me.
Yes, he loves me.
I know.
I know he loves me.
Oh yes, I know my man's in love with me.
Something, something tells me constantly.
Oh I'll never be the object of all men's eyes.
Or win no beauty prize.
It's me, and me alone he can see.
He likes to stay home in the evening.
Most people tell me he's rare.
As long as he loves me, I don't care, I don't care, I don't care.
I mean what I say when I say it...
Don't catch me chasing round at night.I'm not impressed by glamorous sights, no no no.
L'il darlin' is obvious pretty.
So many guys you may see.
But my little darlin' only loves me.
My little darlin' only loves me.
My little darlin' only loves me.
He loves only me.