Classic Poem

VERSE

There's an inn in Indiana with a very goodly clientele
Of junior jerks from the boilerworks who thought my singin' swell.
I'd a voice so sweet an' low, I guess my dress was even lower still.
Sellin' vocals to those yokels was my first important thrill.

REFRAIN

Should your career need a springboard,
Here is the best in the land.
Rise and rejoice
For you don't need a voice,
Join the ladies who sing with a band.
Who's in the Hollywood spotlight?
Who do producers demand?
They're making Duses
Of all the chantoosers,
The ladies who sing with a band.
Flat tone,
That tone (wah!)
Can never hurt a singer with curves.
You'll see fans stand
Around your bandstand
If you've a tropical torso
And your digestion is grand.
You may do finer
Than Ginny or Dinah,
The ladies who sing with a band.
Dottie or Janet or Helen or Ina,
They don't need to know from a major or minor
The ladies who sing with a band.