Take Back Your Mink - Julie London

Take back your mink

Take back your pearls

What made you think

That I was one of those girls?

Take back the gown

The gloves and the hat

I may be down

But I’m not flat as all that

I thought that each expensive gift you’d arranged

Was a token of your esteem

Now when I think of what you want in exchange

It all seems a horrible dream

Take back your mink

Those old worn out pelts

And go shorten the sleeves

For somebody else

(interlude)

I thought that each expensive gift you’d arranged

Was a token of your esteem

Now when I think of what you want in exchange

It all seems a horrible dream

So take back your mink

To from whence it came

And tell them to alter and rise it

For some other dame