| Lyrics: | You're made of rags,
And scraps and tags,
And no one thinks you're real.
And when you
go,
They'll never know,
The loneliness I feel.
Dance with me,
My ragtime
queen,
Before I set you free.
On lonely days,
You'll know the ways,
That you are
just like me.
To make your face,
I found some lace,
And sewed you, every part.
To
make you feel,
That you were real,
I gave away my heart.
Dance with me,
My ragtime
queen,
Before I set you free.
On lonely days,
You'll know the ways,
That you are
just like me.
La-la, la, la, la, la-la, la, la, la. |
