Ten Cents A Dance 1930 Rogers-Hart

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 28 Feb 2010
2010

I work at the Palace Ballroom,
but, gee that Palace is cheap;
when I get back to my chilly hall room
I'm much to tired to sleep.
I'm one of those lady teachers,
a beautiful hostess, you know,
the kind 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 eardrums.
Customers crush my toes.
Sometime 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.

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 eardrums.
Customers crush my toes.
Sometime 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 bowlegged tailors
can pay for their ticket and rent me!
Butchers and barbers
and rats from the harbors
are sweethearts my good luck has send me.
Though I've a chorus of elderly beaux,
stockings are porous
with hole at the toes.
I'm here till closing time.
Dance and be merry, it's only a dime.

Sometime 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.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
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lyric
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Ten Cents A Dance 1930 Rogers-Hart
Music by Richard Rogers
Lyrics by Lorenz Hart
© 1930 by Warner Bros. Inc.
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sequence & karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Sunday 28 February 2010 at 23.06
in association with Veda Meyer-Castens
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