shirley horn
ten cents a dance
Ten cents a dance, that's what they pay me Gosh, how they weigh me down Ten cents a dance, pansies and rough guys Tough guys who tear my gown  Seven to midnight I hear drums Loudly the saxophone blows Trumpets are tearing my eardrums Customers crush my toes  Sometimes I think I've found my hero But it's a queer romance All that you need is a ticket Come on, big boy, ten cents a dance!