Milord Composer(s): Marguerite Monnot; Georges Moustaki; Bunny Lewis Performer(s): Frankie Vaughan and various other artists (Originally performed by: Édith Piaf)
Come on, get wise, Milord Her lips tell lies, Milord The girl that you adored Has found some other guy
She just got bored, Milord Now you're ignored, Milord Deep down inside your pride Won't let you say "goodbye"
That southern belle, Milord Has got a heart of ice Love can be hell, Milord As well as paradise
You met her at a ball Her lips were ruby red Her Lazy southern drawl Soon turn'd your noble head
You swore you'd never part Tho' you lived far away How could you know her heart Like other hearts would stray
Come on get Hip, Milord And let life rip, Milord Be sure there's plenty more Of loving to be done
There's chicks to meet, Milord With lips as sweet, Milord And hearts to make and break Before the race is run
So hit the town, Milord Come on and be my guest We'll turn it upside down And devil take the rest
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