Flamin' Mamie 1925

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 21Jan2025
2025

Vampires come, vampires go
But a certain vamp I know
Goes on forever
I want to tell the world she's clever
Everything this baby's got
Has to be flamin' hot
'Cause if you pass her on the street
Here's what you'll repeat

She's flamin' Mamie, the surefire vamp
The hottest baby in town
She's a heartscorcher, she loves torture
A gal that burns 'em down
Of all those damperturnin' mamas
Not one compares
'Cause she stands endurance
Carries fire insurance
On everything she wears
When it comes to lovin',
she's a human oven
But she's hard to understand
It may sound funny but paper money
Burns right in her hand
A fireman that's so old,
he had to retire
Said she's the hottest thing he's seen
Since the Chicago fire
Flamin' Mamie, the surefire vamp
The hottest baby in town

She's flamin' Mamie, the surefire vamp
The hottest baby in town
She's a heartscorcher, she loves torture
A gal that burns 'em down
Of all those damperturnin' mamas
Not one compares
'Cause she stands endurance
Carries fire insurance
On everything she wears
When it comes to lovin',
she's a human oven
But she's hard to understand
It may sound funny but paper money
Burns right in her hand
A fireman that's so old,
he had to retire
Said she's the hottest thing he's seen
Since the Chicago fire
Flamin' Mamie, the surefire vamp
The hottest baby in town

Hotter than any wire
She's a human ball of fire
And I'm not joking
The other day I saw her smoking
Not a drugstore sheik in town
Ever turned her damper down
And not a one would even try
Here's the reason why

She's flamin' Mamie, the surefire vamp
The hottest baby in town
She's a joycheckin', home wreckin'
Gal that turns 'em down
Come on you futuristic papas
It's time you're told
She's got 'em all cheated
She's a steamheated Gal
that's anything but cold
Her nerves are tensive
but her mind's expensive
She knows her P's and Q's
A red hot stepper,
sprinkles Cayenne pepper
In her dancing shoes
Her father's name is Burns,
he worked in a mine
Said she ate a box of matches
at the age of nine
Flamin' Mamie, the surefire vamp
The hottest baby in town

She's flamin' Mamie, the surefire vamp
The hottest baby in town
She's a joycheckin', home wreckin'
Gal that turns 'em down
Come on you futuristic papas
It's time you're told
She's got 'em all cheated
She's a steamheated Gal
that's anything but cold
Her nerves are tensive
but her mind's expensive
She knows her P's and Q's
A red hot stepper,
sprinkles Cayenne pepper
In her dancing shoes
Her father's name is Burns,
he worked in a mine
Said she ate a box of matches
at the age of nine
Flamin' Mamie, the surefire vamp
The hottest baby in town

Soft karaoke
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piano 1
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lyric
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Flamin' Mamie 1925
Lyrics & music by Fred Rose & Paul Whiteman
© MCMXXV by Leo Feist Inc.  New York
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sequence & karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Tuesday 21 January 2025 at 14.24
in association with Fred Feild, The Sheet Music Singer
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James Pitt-Payne