| Song | Nobody's Sweetheart |
| Artist | Cab Calloway |
| Album | 1930-1931 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| You're nobody, nobody's sweetheart now, | |
| There's no place for you somehow, | |
| With all of your fancy clothes, silken gowns, | |
| You'll be out of place in the middle of your own hometown, | |
| When you walk down the avenue, | |
| All the folks just can't believe that it's you. | |
| With all those painted lips and painted eyes, | |
| Wearing a bird of paradise, | |
| It all seems wrong somehow, | |
| It seems so funny, | |
| You're nobody's sweetheart now! |