Ten Cents A Dance

Ten Cents A Dance - Chita Rivera

I work at the palace ballroom

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

One that 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 ear drums

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

Come on big boy

Come on big boy

Come on big boy

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

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

Come on big boy

All that you need is a ticket

Come on big boy

Come on big boy

Come on big boy

Ten cents a dance