Nobody's Sweetheart

Nobody's Sweetheart - Doris Day

Nobody's Sweetheart

Nobody's Sweetheart now

You're nobody sweetheart now

The don't baby you somehow

Fancy clothes silken gowns

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

When you walk down the avenue

I just can't believe that it's you

Those painted lips those painted eyes

Wearing a bird of paradise

It all seems wrong somehow

That nobody's sweetheart now

You're nobody's sweetheart now

Nobody sweetheart now

The don't baby you somehow

Fancy clothes silken gowns

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

When you walk down the avenue

I 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

That nobody's sweetheart now

When you walk down the avenue

I just can't believe that it's you

Those painted lips those painted eyes

Wearing a bird of paradise

It all seems wrong somehow

That you nobody's sweetheart now

You nobody's sweetheart now