Frank Sinatra - Personality lyrics
[Frank Sinatra - Personality lyrics]
Let's be on with our little holligag, Axel
Play that venetian waltz so popular down
At the pirate's den, will you?
When Madame Pompadour was on
The ballroom floor
Said all the gentlemen, obviously
The madame has the cutest personality
And think of all the books
About Du Barry's looks
What was it made her the toast of Paree?
She had a well-developed personality
And what did Romeo see in
Juliet or Hero in Perriet
Or Jupiter in Juno? you know!
Or when Salome danced and
Had the boys entranced
No doubt it must have been easy to see
That she knew how to use her personality
You're quite a ladies' man just
How d'you do advance
I know it can't be publicity
Boys to Sinatra: The boys at
Metro call it a personality
Oh Frank you're awfully thin
Just how did you begin
To set the style in the swoon industry
Frank: I did it with my famished personality
I know it's not the place for
Me to make this crack
But I hear tell that Gable's back
Frankie, here's a bromo, why, a Como (ow)
We're grateful to the flock to
Where those bobbies sack
Because without them we must agree
We would never have made
It with a personality
Play that venetian waltz so popular down
At the pirate's den, will you?
When Madame Pompadour was on
The ballroom floor
Said all the gentlemen, obviously
The madame has the cutest personality
And think of all the books
About Du Barry's looks
What was it made her the toast of Paree?
She had a well-developed personality
And what did Romeo see in
Juliet or Hero in Perriet
Or Jupiter in Juno? you know!
Or when Salome danced and
Had the boys entranced
No doubt it must have been easy to see
That she knew how to use her personality
You're quite a ladies' man just
How d'you do advance
I know it can't be publicity
Boys to Sinatra: The boys at
Metro call it a personality
Oh Frank you're awfully thin
Just how did you begin
To set the style in the swoon industry
Frank: I did it with my famished personality
I know it's not the place for
Me to make this crack
But I hear tell that Gable's back
Frankie, here's a bromo, why, a Como (ow)
We're grateful to the flock to
Where those bobbies sack
Because without them we must agree
We would never have made
It with a personality