Frank Sinatra - The Lady From 29 Palms lyrics
[Frank Sinatra - The Lady From 29 Palms lyrics]
She left twenty-nine broken hearts
Broken in twenty-nine parts
Now there are twenty-nine fellas
Complainin' to their moms
About the lady from 29 palms
She got twenty-nine Cadillacs
Twenty-nine sables from Sach's
They came from twenty-nine fellas who
Never had their arms
Around the lady from 29 palms
She's a yip-yip-yippy-eyed dolly
A new kinda gal of the west
And yip-yip-yippy by-golly
Whatever she does, she does her best
She rides twenty-nine trails to bliss
Knows twenty-nine ways how to kiss
She is a gal that you dream of
You'd love to have your arms
Around the lady from 29 palms
She left twenty-nine broken hearts, baby
Broken in twenty-nine parts were
Their broken hearts, mmm oy da doy da
Twenty-nine fellas complainin' to their moms
About the lady from 29 palms
She got twenty-nine cadillacs, baby
Twenty-nine sables from Sach's
And them Cadillacs, mmm boy da doy da
Twenty-nine fellas who never had their arms
Around the lady from 29 palms
She's a yippety-yippety-yippety-eye oh
What a dolly a bronco that no one can break
And yippety-yippety-yippety-eye oh, by-golly
She's never giving, but how she takes
She's got twenty-nine diamond rings
Got, got, got 'em without any strings (wow)
A dynamite dream-boat, a load of atom bombs
(who?) the lady from 29 palms
The lady from 29 palms
Broken in twenty-nine parts
Now there are twenty-nine fellas
Complainin' to their moms
About the lady from 29 palms
She got twenty-nine Cadillacs
Twenty-nine sables from Sach's
They came from twenty-nine fellas who
Never had their arms
Around the lady from 29 palms
She's a yip-yip-yippy-eyed dolly
A new kinda gal of the west
And yip-yip-yippy by-golly
Whatever she does, she does her best
She rides twenty-nine trails to bliss
Knows twenty-nine ways how to kiss
She is a gal that you dream of
You'd love to have your arms
Around the lady from 29 palms
She left twenty-nine broken hearts, baby
Broken in twenty-nine parts were
Their broken hearts, mmm oy da doy da
Twenty-nine fellas complainin' to their moms
About the lady from 29 palms
She got twenty-nine cadillacs, baby
Twenty-nine sables from Sach's
And them Cadillacs, mmm boy da doy da
Twenty-nine fellas who never had their arms
Around the lady from 29 palms
She's a yippety-yippety-yippety-eye oh
What a dolly a bronco that no one can break
And yippety-yippety-yippety-eye oh, by-golly
She's never giving, but how she takes
She's got twenty-nine diamond rings
Got, got, got 'em without any strings (wow)
A dynamite dream-boat, a load of atom bombs
(who?) the lady from 29 palms
The lady from 29 palms