Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ten Cents A Dance, artist - Frank Morgan. Date of issue: 31.12.1990
Song language: English
Ten Cents A Dance |
| I work at the palace ballroom, but gee that palace is cheap |
| When i get back to my chilly hall-room, i’m much too tired to sleep |
| I’m one of those lady teachers, a beautiful hostess you know; |
| One that the palace features, at exactly a dime a throw |
| Ten cents a dance, that’s what they pay me |
| Gosh how they weigh me down |
| Ten cents a dance, pansies and rough guys, tough guys who tear my gown |
| Seven to midnight i hear drums, loudly the saxophone blows |
| Trumpets are tearing my ear-drums, customers crush my toes |
| Sometimes i think, i’ve found my hero |
| But it’s a queer romance; |
| All that you need is a ticket |
| Come on big boy, ten cents a dance |
| Fighters and sailors and bow-legged tailors |
| Can pay for their tickets & rent me |
| Butchers and barbers and rats from the harbour |
| Are sweethearts my good luck has sent me |
| Thought i’ve a chorus of elderly bows |
| Stockings are porous with holes at the toes |
| I’m here till closing time |
| Dance and be merry it’s only a dime |
| Sometimes i think, i’ve found my hero |
| But it’s a queer romance; |
| All that you need is a ticket |
| Come on, come on big boy, ten cents a dance |