Fancy
I remember it all very well lookin' back
\r\nIt was the summer I turned eighteen
\r\nWe lived in a one room, rundown shack
\r\nOn the outskirts of New Orleans
\r\nWe didn't have money for food or rent
\r\nTo say the least we were hard pressed
\r\nThen Mama spent every last penny we had
\r\nTo buy me a dancin' dress
\r\n
\r\nMama washed and combed and curled my hair
\r\nAnd she painted my eyes and lips
\r\nThen I stepped into a satin dancin' dress that had a split from the side clean up to my hips
\r\nIt was red velvet trimmin' and it fit me good
\r\nStandin' back from the lookin' glass
\r\nThere stood a woman where a half grown kid had stood
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\r\nShe said here's your one chance Fancy don't let me down
\r\nShe said here's your one chance Fancy don't let me down
\r\n
\r\nMama dabbed a little bit of perfume on my neck
\r\nThen she kissed my cheek
\r\nAnd then I saw the tears wellin' up in her troubled eyes
\r\nas she started to speak
\r\nShe looked at our pitiful shack
\r\nAnd then she looked at me and took a ragged breath
\r\nShe said your Pa's run'd off, I'm real sick
\r\nAnd the baby's gonna starve to death
\r\n
\r\nShe handed me a heart shaped locket that said
\r\n\"To thine own self be true\"
\r\nAnd I shivered as I watched a roach crawl across
\r\nThe toe of my high heel shoe
\r\nIt sounded like somebody else that was talkin'
\r\nAskin' Mama what do I do
\r\nShe said just be nice to the gentlemen Fancy
\r\nThey'll be nice to you
\r\n
\r\nShe said here's your one chance Fancy don't let me down
\r\nShe said here's your one chance Fancy don't let me down
\r\nLord forgive me for what I do, but if you want out
\r\nit's up to you
\r\ndon't let me down now your Mama's gonna move you uptown.
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\r\nThat was the last time I saw my Mama
\r\nThe night I left that rickety shack
\r\nThe welfare people came and took the baby
\r\nMama died and I ain't been back
\r\n
\r\nBut the wheels of fate had started to turn
\r\nAnd for me there was no way out
\r\nIt wasn't very long 'til I knew exactly
\r\nWhat my Mama been talkin' about
\r\n
\r\nI knew what I had to do and I made myself this solemn vow
\r\nI was gonna be a lady someday
\r\nThough I didn't know when or how
\r\nBut I couldn't see spendin' the rest of my life
\r\nWith my head hung down in shame
\r\nYou know I might have been born just plain white trash
\r\nBut Fancy was my name
\r\n
\r\nShe said here's your one chance Fancy don't let me down
\r\nShe said here's your one chance Fancy don't let me down
\r\n
\r\nIt wasn't very long after a benevolent man
\r\nTook me in off the streets
\r\nOne week later I was pourin' his tea
\r\nIn a five room hotel suite [yes she was]
\r\n
\r\nI charmed a king, a congressman
\r\nAnd an occasional aristocrat
\r\nAnd then I got me a Georgia mansion
\r\nAnd an elegant New York townhouse flat
\r\nAnd I ain't gone back [she ain't gone back]
\r\n
\r\nNow in this world there's a lot of self-righteous hypocrites
\r\nThat'd call me bad [bad]
\r\nAnd criticize Mama for turning me out
\r\nNo matter how little we had
\r\n
\r\nBut though I ain't had to worry 'bout nothin'
\r\nFor nigh on fifteen years
\r\nI can still hear the desperation in my poor
\r\nMama's voice ringin' in my ear
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\r\nHere's your one chance Fancy don't let me down
\r\nhere's your one chance Fancy don't let me down
\r\nLord, forgive me for what I do
\r\nBut if you want out it's up to you
\r\ndon't let me down, hon
\r\nMama's gonna move you uptown
\r\n
\r\nOh, and I guess she did.
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