Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Saints
The Saints
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Edna Lewis
Edna Lewis
Lyrics
George Goehring
George Goehring
Composer

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When you left me all alone at the record hop
You said you were going out for a soda pop
But you were gone for quite a while
Half an hour or more
You came back another man
And this is what I saw
Lipstick on your collar, it told a tale on you, yeah
Lipstick on your collar, it says you were untrue
Bet your bottom dollar that you and I are through
Because the lipstick on your collar is coming down on you
You said it belonged to me, that made me stop and think
And then I noticed it was red, but mine was, baby, pink
And then in walked little Mary Jane
Her lipstick all a mess
Were you smooching my best friends?
I guess the answer's yes
Lipstick on your collar, it told a tale on you, yeah
Lipstick on your collar, it says you were untrue
Bet your bottom dollar that you and I are through
Because the lipstick on your collar it's coming down on you on you
Come on now
You said it belonged to me, it made me stop and think
And then I noticed it was red, but mine was, baby, pink
And then in walked little Mary Jane
Her lipstick all a mess
Were you smooching my best friend?
I guess the answer's yeah-yeah
Lipstick on your collar, it told a tale on you, yeah
Lipstick on your collar, it says you were untrue
Bet your bottom dollar that you and I are through
'Cause the lipstick on your collar is coming down on you
Baby, it's coming down on you
Honey, it's coming down on you
Sugar, it's coming down on you
Cha-cha-cha
Written by: Edna Lewis, George Goehring
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