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Fancy Lyrics |
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 (Bobbie Gentry)I remember it all very well lookin` back It was the summer I turned eighteen We lived in a one room, rundown shack On the outskirts of New Orleans We didn`t have money for food or rent To say the least we were hard pressed Then Mama spent every last penny we had To buy me a dancin` dress Mama washed and combed and curled my hair And she painted my eyes and lips Then I stepped into a satin dancin` dress that had a split from the side clean up to my hips It was red velvet trimmin` and it fit me good Standin` back from the lookin` glass There stood a woman where a half grown kid had stood She said here`s your one chance Fancy don`t let me down She said here`s your one chance Fancy don`t let me down Mama dabbed a little bit of perfume on my neck Then she kissed my cheek And then I saw the tears wellin` up in her troubled eyes as she started to speak She looked at our pitiful shack And then she looked at me and took a ragged breath She said your Pa`s run`d off, I`m real sick And the baby`s gonna starve to death She handed me a heart shaped locket that said "To thine own self be true" And I shivered as I watched a roach crawl across The toe of my high heel shoe It sounded like somebody else that was talkin` Askin` Mama what do I do She said just be nice to the gentlemen Fancy They`ll be nice to you She said here`s your one chance Fancy don`t let me down She said here`s your one chance Fancy don`t let me down Lord forgive me for what I do, but if you want out it`s up to you don`t let me down now your Mama`s gonna move you uptown. That was the last time I saw my Mama The night I left that rickety shack The welfare people came and took the baby Mama died and I ain`t been back But the wheels of fate had started to turn And for me there was no way out It wasn`t very long `til I knew exactly What my Mama been talkin` about I knew what I had to do and I made myself this solemn vow I was gonna be a lady someday Though I didn`t know when or how But I couldn`t see spendin` the rest of my life With my head hung down in shame You know I might have been born just plain white trash But Fancy was my name She said here`s your one chance Fancy don`t let me down She said here`s your one chance Fancy don`t let me down It wasn`t very long after a benevolent man Took me in off the streets One week later I was pourin` his tea In a five room hotel suite [yes she was] I charmed a king, a congressman And an occasional aristocrat And then I got me a Georgia mansion And an elegant New York townhouse flat And I ain`t gone back [she ain`t gone back] Now in this world there`s a lot of self-righteous hypocrites That`d call me bad [bad] And criticize Mama for turning me out No matter how little we had But though I ain`t had to worry `bout nothin` For nigh on fifteen years I can still hear the desperation in my poor Mama`s voice ringin` in my ear Here`s your one chance Fancy don`t let me down here`s your one chance Fancy don`t let me down Lord, forgive me for what I do But if you want out it`s up to you don`t let me down, hon Mama`s gonna move you uptown Oh, and I guess she did. |
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