Sadie, Sadie — текст песни (Supremes, The)

(Jule Styne/Bob Merrill)

Sadie, Sadie married lady
See what`s on my hand
There`s nothing quite as touching
As a simple wedding band

Oh how that marriage license works
On chamber maids and hotel clerks
The honeymoon was such delight
That we got married that same night

I`m Sadie, Sadie married lady
Still in bed at noon
Cracking my brain deciding
Between orange juice and prune

He says nothing is too good for me
And who am I not to agree
I`m Sadie, Sadie married lady
That`s me

Sadie, Sadie married lady
Meet a mortgagee,
The owner of a ice-box
With a ten year guarantee
Oh, sit me in the softest seat

Quick a cushion for my feet
Do for me buy for me
Lift me carry me
Finally got a guy to marry me

Do my nails, read up on the sales
All day the records play
Then he comes home I tell him
Oh, what a day I had today

I swear I`ll do my wifely job
Just sit at home become a slob
I`m Sadie, Sadie married lady
I`m Sadie, Sadie married lady
I`m Sadie, Sadie married lady that`s me

That`s who?
That`s you!
That`s me
I`m Sadie, Sadie married lady that`s me