Peggy Lee - Always True In My Fashion lyrics
[Peggy Lee - Always True In My Fashion lyrics]
Oh, Bill why can't you behave
Why can't you behave?
How in hell can you be jealous
When you know, baby, I'm your slave?
I'm just mad for you and I'll always be
But naturally
If a custom tailored vet
Asks me out for something wet
When the vet begins to pet, I cry "hooray!"
But, I'm always true to you, darlin'
In my fashion
Yes, I'm always true to you, darlin'
In my way i enjoy a tender pass
By the boss of Boston, Mass
Though his pass is middle-class
And not Backa Bay
But, I'm always true to you, darlin'
In my fashion yes, I'm always true to you
Darlin' in my way
There's a madman known as Mack
Who is planning to attack
If 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 way
I've been asked to have a meal
By a big tycoon in steel
If the meal includes a deal, accept I may
But, I'm always true to you, darlin'
In my fashion yes, I'm always true to you
Darlin' in my way
I 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 way
There's an oil man known as "Tex"
Who is keen to give me checks
And his checks, I fear
Mean that sex is here to stay!
But, I'm always true to you, darlin'
In my fashion yes, I'm always true to you
Darlin' in my way
There's a wealthy Hindu priest
Who's a wolf, to say the least
When the priest goes too far East
I also stray
But, I'm always true to to you, darlin'
In my fashion
Yes, I'm always true to you, darlin'in my way
There's a lush from Portland, Ore
Who is rich but such a bore
When the bore falls on the floor
I let him lay
But, I'm always true to to you, darlin'
In my fashion
Yes, I'm always true to you, darlin'
In my way
Mister Harris, plutocrat
Wants to give my cheek a pat
If the Harris pat means a Paris hat, Bébé
Oo la la!
Mais je suis toujours fidele, darlin'
In my fashion
Oui, je suis toujours fidele, darlin'
In my way
From Ohio, Mister Thorne
Calls me up from night 'til morn
Mister 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 way
From Milwaukee, Mister Fritz
Often moves me to the Ritz
Mister Fritz is full of Schlitz
And full of play
But, I'm always true to to you, darlin'
In my fashion
Yes, I'm always true to you, darlin'
In my way mister Gable, I mean Clark
Wants me on his boat to park
If 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
Why can't you behave?
How in hell can you be jealous
When you know, baby, I'm your slave?
I'm just mad for you and I'll always be
But naturally
If a custom tailored vet
Asks me out for something wet
When the vet begins to pet, I cry "hooray!"
But, I'm always true to you, darlin'
In my fashion
Yes, I'm always true to you, darlin'
In my way i enjoy a tender pass
By the boss of Boston, Mass
Though his pass is middle-class
And not Backa Bay
But, I'm always true to you, darlin'
In my fashion yes, I'm always true to you
Darlin' in my way
There's a madman known as Mack
Who is planning to attack
If 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 way
I've been asked to have a meal
By a big tycoon in steel
If the meal includes a deal, accept I may
But, I'm always true to you, darlin'
In my fashion yes, I'm always true to you
Darlin' in my way
I 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 way
There's an oil man known as "Tex"
Who is keen to give me checks
And his checks, I fear
Mean that sex is here to stay!
But, I'm always true to you, darlin'
In my fashion yes, I'm always true to you
Darlin' in my way
There's a wealthy Hindu priest
Who's a wolf, to say the least
When the priest goes too far East
I also stray
But, I'm always true to to you, darlin'
In my fashion
Yes, I'm always true to you, darlin'in my way
There's a lush from Portland, Ore
Who is rich but such a bore
When the bore falls on the floor
I let him lay
But, I'm always true to to you, darlin'
In my fashion
Yes, I'm always true to you, darlin'
In my way
Mister Harris, plutocrat
Wants to give my cheek a pat
If the Harris pat means a Paris hat, Bébé
Oo la la!
Mais je suis toujours fidele, darlin'
In my fashion
Oui, je suis toujours fidele, darlin'
In my way
From Ohio, Mister Thorne
Calls me up from night 'til morn
Mister 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 way
From Milwaukee, Mister Fritz
Often moves me to the Ritz
Mister Fritz is full of Schlitz
And full of play
But, I'm always true to to you, darlin'
In my fashion
Yes, I'm always true to you, darlin'
In my way mister Gable, I mean Clark
Wants me on his boat to park
If 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