A Lady
By Tor Hyams & Lisa Rothauser

Go! Be gone you savage brute!
Run to your mother in your hand-me-down suit.
You’ll never be, good enough for me,
Me voilà!
Blanche Dubois,
A lady.

J’ai, qu’est ce que c’est…le savoir faire.
I deserve a millionaire
The bourgeoisie will never catch me,
Me voilà!
Blanche Dubois,
A lady___

Doesn’t give herself away
To any Joe on any day,
S’il vous plaît.

I’ve been to Paris in June,
Sailed on a yacht with a Greek tycoon,
You see,
I’m a lady
Fitted with furs and diamond lapels,
Danced with messieurs and mademoiselles.
That was me,
A lady__

Doesn’t ever cross the line
Drinking beer instead of wine
Filthy swine!

I won’t live in a zoo
Surrounded by monkeys
I bid them adieu.
That’s not me,
I’m a lady

A gentleman caller will give me reprieve
And sweep me away with great joie de vivre
He’ll see,
I’m a lady.
A lady!

Older now, beauty fades
Dim the lights and shut the shades.
Broken heart, no one see,
Me voilà,
Blanche Dubois,
A lady.