| Lyrics: | ANNA I
So we saved up, bought ourselves an outfit,
Nighties, nylons, beautiful
dresses.
Soon we found a job that was going,
A job as dancer in a cabaret,
A job in
memphis, the second big town we came to.
Oh how hard it was for Anna!
Beautiful clothes
can make a good girl particular —
When the drinking tigress meets herself
in the pool,
She's apt to become a menace.
She began talking about art (of all
things),
About the Art (if you please) of Cabaret.
In Memphis, the second big town we came
to,
It wasn't Art that sort of people came for.
That sort of people came for something
else;
And when a man has paid for his evening
He expects a good show in return.
So
if you cover up your bosom and thighs like you had a rash,
Don't be surprised to see them
yawning.
So I told my art-loving sister Anna: |
