Connie Francis - Lipstick on your collar
Tekst: Edna Lewis / Muziek: George Goehring
(1959)






Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah



When you left me all alone at the record hop
Told me you were goin’ out for a soda pop
You were gone for quite a while, half an hour or more
You came back and man, oh man, this is what I saw



Lipstick on your collar
Told a tale on you
Lipstick on your collar
Said you were untrue
Bet your bottom dollar
You and I are through
’Cause lipstick on your collar
Told a tale on you, yeah



You said it belonged to me, made me stop and think
Then I noticed yours was red, mine was baby pink
Who walked in but Mary Jane, lipstick all a mess
Were you smoochin’ my best friend, if the answer’s ‘yes’



Lipstick on your collar
Told a tale on you
Lipstick on your collar
Said you were untrue
Bet your bottom dollar
You and I are through
’Cause lipstick on your collar
Told a tale on you, boy
Told a tale on you, man
Told a tale on you, yeah
Told a tale on you









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