Ten Cents A Dance Lyrics

Ruth Etting

Non-album songs

Lyrics to Ten Cents A Dance
Ten Cents A Dance Video:
I work at the Palace Ball,
But gee, that palace is cheap.
When I get back to my chilly hallroom
I'm much too 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,
Pansys and rough guys
Tough guys who tear my gown.
Seven to midnight I hear drums,
Loudly the saxaphone blows,
Trumpets are breaking my eardrums!
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 a ticket and rent me.
Butchers and barbers and rats from the harbors
Are sweethearts my good luck has sent me.
Though I've a chorus of elderly beaus,
Stockings are porous with holes in the toes.
I'm there till closing time.
Dance and be merry, it's only a dime!

Ten cents a dance,
That's what they pay me.
Gosh how they weigh me down.
Ten cents a dance,
Pansys and rough guys
Tough guys who tear my gown.
Seven to midnight I hear drums,
Loudly the saxaphone blows,
Trumpets are breaking my eardrums!
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.
Songwriters: HART, LORENZ / RODGERS, RICHARD
Publisher: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., IMAGEM U.S. LLC
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