You′re nobody's sweetheart now
They don′t baby you somehow
Fancy hose, silken gown
You'd be out of place in your own hometown
When you walk down the avenue
I just can't believe that it′s you
Painted lips, painted eyes
Wearing a bird of paradise
It all seems wrong somehow
That you′re nobody's sweetheart now
You′re nobody's sweetheart now
They don′t baby you somehow
Fancy hose, silken gown
You'd be out of place in your own hometown
When you walk down the avenue
I just can′t believe that it's you
Painted lips, painted eyes
Wearing a bird of paradise
It all seems wrong somehow
That you're nobody′s sweetheart now
You′re nobody's sweetheart now
They don′t baby you somehow
Fancy hose, silken gown
You'd be out of place in your own hometown
When you walk down the avenue
I just can′t believe that it's you
Painted lips, painted eyes
Wearing a bird of paradise
It all seems wrong somehow
That you′re nobody's sweetheart now
Writer(s): Gus Kahn, Elmer Schoebel, Billy Meyers, Ernie Erdman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
