Lyrics Eadie Was A Lady - Ethel Merman, London Festival Orchestra, London Festival Chorus

Eadie Was A Lady

Maud and Mabel, seated at a table
Talking over bygone days
Mabel sporty, fat and over forty
Said, «Remember Edith Hayes»
Eadie was a sucker for a bottle and glass
But in spite of everything that gal had class
Then one winter, she wed a Chinese printer
Struck her with refined like ways
But Eadie was a lady (Eadie was a lady)
Though her past was shady (Though her past was shady)
Eadie had class, with a capital K
Though her life was merry (Though her life was merry)
She had savoir fairey (Talking of savoir fairey)
Eadie did things in a ladylike way
She would have a golden toothpick handy
After meals sheâ??d flash it about
Remember how she used to drink her brandy
With her finger sticking well out
For Eadie was a lady (Eadie was a lady)
Ask P. I. Oâ??Grady
Eadie had class, with a capital K