HART, Lorenz


Blue Moon

Blue moon,

you saw me standing alone

without a dream in my heart

without a love on my own.

Blue moon,

you knew just what I was there for

you heard me saying a prayer for

somebody I really could care for.

And then there suddenly appeared before me,

the only one my arms will ever hold

I heard somebody whisper, "Please adore me."

and when I looked,

the moon had turned to gold.

Blue moon,

now I'm no longer alone

without a dream in my heart

without a love on my own.

The Lady Is A Tramp

She gets too hungry for dinner at eight
She likes the theatre and never comes late
She never bothers with people she'd hate
That's why the lady is a tramp

Doesn't like crap games with barons or earls
Won't go to Harlem in ermine and pearls
Won't dish the dirt with the rest of the girls
That's why the lady is a tramp

She likes the free fresh wind in her hair,
Life without care
She's broke and it's okay
Hates California, it's cold and it's damp
That's why the lady is a tramp

She gets too hungry to wait for dinner at eight
She loves the theatre but never comes late
She'd never bother with people she'd hate
That's why the lady is a tramp

She'll have no crap games with sharpies and frauds
And she won't go to Harlem in Lincolns or Fords
And she won't dish the dirt with the rest of the broads
That's why the lady is a tramp

She loves the free fresh wind in her hair
Life without care.
She's broke but it's okay
Hates California, it's so cold and so damp
That's why the lady... that's why the lady...
That's why the lady is a tramp