Thursday

Always True to You in My Fashion (1948)

Cole Porter




"I've been asked to have a meal by a big tycoon in steel,
If the meal includes a deal, accept I may."

I have to respect the commitment issues being voiced in this song. The singer, female obviously, is genuinely faithful to her beloved...but who can refuse a man in uniform, for example, or a Texas oil tycoon. What's a girl to do, after all? Cole Porter, as usual, goes overboard on the lyrics in this from Kiss Me Kate.

VERSE

Oh, Bill,
Why can't you behave?
Why can't you behave?
How in hell can you be jealous
When you know, baby, I'm your slave?
I'm just mad for you,
And I'll always be,
But naturally

CHORUS

If a custom-tailored vet
Asks me out for something wet,
When the vet begins to pet, I cry "Hooray!"

But I'm always true to you, darlin', in my fashion,
Yes, I'm always true to you, darlin', in my way.

I enjoy a tender pass
By the boss of Boston, Mass.,
Though his pass is middle-class and notta Backa Bay.

But I'm always true to you, darlin', in my fashion,
Yes, I'm always true to you, darlin', in my way.

There's a madman known as Mack
Who is planing to attack,
If his mad attack means a Cadillac, okay!

But I'm always true to you, darlin', in my fashion,
Yes, I'm always true to you, darlin', in my way.

I've been asked to have a meal
By a big tycoon in steel,
If the meal includes a deal, accept I may.

But I'm always true to you, darlin', in my fashion,
Yes, I'm always true to you, darlin', in my way.

I could never curl my lip
To a dazzlin' diamond clip,
Though the clip meant "let 'er rip," I'd not say "Nay!"

But I'm always true to you, darlin', in my fashion,
Yes, I'm always true to you, darlin', in my way.

There's an oil man known as Tex
Who is keen to give me checks,
And his checks, I fear, mean that sex is here to stay!

But I'm always true to you, darlin', in my fashion,
Yes, I'm always true to you, darlin', in my way.

From Ohio Mister Thorne
Calls me up from night 'til morn,
Mister Thorne once cornered corn and that ain't hay.
Aha!

But I'm always true to you, darlin', in my fashion,
Yes, I'm always true to you, darlin', in my way.

From Milwaukee Mister Fritz
Often moves me to the Ritz,
Mister Fritz is full of Schlitz and full of play.

But I'm always true to you, darlin', in my fashion,
Yes, I'm always true to you, darlin', in my way.

Mister Harris, plutocrat,
Wants to give my cheek a pat,
If the Harris pat
Means a Paris hat,
Bébé, Oo-la-la!

Mais je suis toujour fidèle, darlin', in my fashion,
Oui, je suis toujour fidèle, darlin', in my way.

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