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Miss Day chords by Bruz Fletcher

  • D

  • Bm

    2
  • Aaug

  • Gm

    3
  • A

  • G

Verse 1
D
Miss Rosalind Huntington Day.
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A society girl, faintly gay.
D
While dining one night,
said, God, let's get tight,
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order brandy and wine right away.
D
So they drank and they drank
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D
and they drank and they drank
till they drank themselves to El Morocco.
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D
How they got there, who would know,
who would care,
but they ordered four more sick,
Aaug
sick, socko.
D
Let us dance, Miss Day,
in her inimitable way,
getting up, overturning the table,
wee -wee -wee -wee,
just skip the debris,
let's dance before we're unable.
At the first pirouette,
the fashionable set whispered Rosalind
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stinking upset her ,
D
but among those two ogle
there was a Hollywood mogul
who saw more than the rest
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and said, I think I'll get her.
D
So Rosalind Huntington Day,
very soon toward the west,
was away.
Now her name was the first thing to change.
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It became Rosalinda Lestrange.
A
Her features were lightened,
D
her hair was so brightened,
on the street she appeared to
Aaug
have mange.
D
She was sloppy and careless in dressing,
couldn't sing, couldn't dance,
poor at reading.
She photographed badly,
drank constantly, madly,
so they billed her the Lady of Reading.
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D
She loathed everything about pictures,
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excepting her large weekly check.
D
This, she said, I'll acknowledge
to send mother through college,
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that degenerated, enervated wreck .
D
Miss Rosalind Huntington Day.
As you see,
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was now well on her way.
D
There came the glorious
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Hollywood dawn.
D
Rosalind Lestrange, new cinema star,
mobbed at preview.
Clothes torn to shreds
by insane audience,
A
buys ranch and raises ducks.
Rosalind Lestrange,
crowned greatest artist since Bernhardt,
D
A
buys yacht and raises salary.
D
Rosalind Lestrange demands only Max Reinhardt buys
classics and raises Shakespeare
Rosalind Lestrange dying,
president declares legal holiday,
nation urged to prayer,
new slogan of the world
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is your little boy on his knees
A
D
Miss Rosalind Huntington Day,
with life slyly slipping away,
said the show must go on
I have found
Quick quick quick, action,
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camera, sound,
A
D
I owe so much to you people out here
which reminds me
send mother my check for this year my bonus
D
for living in this god -awful waste
where the flowers don't smell
D
and the fruit has no taste
where everyone's nearly as stupid as I
but oh so very few
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get the break and can die
D
they covered her face
with a beautiful sheet all
made of gold threads
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the studios treat
D
and they never admitted
the interesting fact that Throughout her career,
Rosalind couldn't act.
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