Nobody's Sweetheart - Cab Calloway & His Orchestra

You’re nobody, nobody’s sweetheart now

There’s no place for you somehow

With all of your fancy clothes, silken gowns

You’ll be out of place in the middle of your own hometown

When you walk down the avenue

All the folks just can’t believe that it’s you

With all those painted lips and painted eyes

Wearing a bird of paradise

It all seems wrong somehow

It seems so funny

You’re nobody’s sweetheart now!