Don't Call Me Madam
Lately I've seen some changes around meWinds have shifted quite suddenlyStill I try to stay calmI inhale deeply & force a smile'Cause boys lately have called me MadamBoys lately have called me Madam
Not a color changed in my wardrobeSince your affair with Woody StrodeI still can spread my teenage styleI've been known to wave a certain charmYet boys lately have called me MadamBoys lately have called me Madam
Well I don't claim for eternal youthBut study quickly the turn of that mouthIt's fast & sugared as a clementine& somehow addictive as lemon-limeHow dare you call me MadamHow dare you call me Madam
Well tell me now would you feel betterTo see a gold ring around my fingerWould it make you dress up on your hind-Legs, would it drive you out of you mind-Then ? Maybe you could call me MadamMaybe you could call me Madam
Please stranger dear, agree and nodAnd come and greet that Spanish bloodForget the steps and dance awhileYou won't feel danger into my armsI'll make you forget you called me MadamI'll make you forget you called me Madam
Call me. Don't call me Madam, call me!Call me. Don't call me, Madam.