You're nobody's sweetheart now
They don't favor you somehow
Your fancy hose, silken gown
You'd look out of place in your own hometown
As you walk down the avenue (Avenue)
I just can't believe that it's you (That it's you)
Painted lips, painted eyes
Where is this bird of paradise?
It all seems wrong somehow (Wrong somehow)
And you're nobody's sweetheart now
Yeah
Whoo!
Well, you're nobody's sweetheart now
They don't favor you somehow
Your fancy hose, silken gown
You'd look out of place in your own hometown
As you walk down the avenue (Avenue)
I just can't believe that it's you (That it's you)
Painted lips, painted eyes
Where is this bird of paradise?
It all seems wrong somehow (Wrong somehow)
And you're nobody's sweetheart now
Ah
And you're nobody's sweetheart now
Whoo, ah
