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Lyrics of Papa Don't Preach To Me by Lena Horne
On a Paris boulevarde,
I picked up a postal card
Someone had forgotten to mail;
Seems as though some tourist had
Meant for it to reach her dad,
For it told a typical tale!
Naturally I read what she wrote,
This is what she said, and I quote;
I came to Paris to buy me a gown,
To Paris, to Paris, and boy what a town!
The lights were sparkling, the music was gay,
I bought me my gown and decided to stay!
Now poppa don′t preach to me, preach to me, poppa don't preach to me,
Let my heart break while it′s young!
Now poppa don't preach to me, preach to me, poppa don't preach to me,
Let me fling till my fling is flung!
I danced in Paris last night with Pierre,
That "x" marks my room, but I′m never up there!
I strolled through Paris today with my niece,
The "Rue De La Paix" means "The Street Of The Peace".
I′m here in Paris since early May,
My gown got all worn out but I'm still okay!
I′m made for Paris, I'm finding it out,
I still have no pass but my future′s in doubt!
Now poppa don't preach to me, preach to me, poppa don′t preach to me,
Let my heart break, let it roam!
Now poppa don't preach to me, preach to me, poppa don't preach to me,
I′ll never, no I′ll never come home!
No poppa, don't preach to me!
And don′t make some nonsense speech to me!
Aw come on baby, don't bug me!
I′ll never, never come home!
Writer(s): Brian Elliot
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The Lady is a Tramp
Album • 2010 • 20 tracks
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Papa Don't Preach To Me
Lena Horne
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