LIPSTICK ON YOUR COLLAR Back Lyrics: Edna Lewis
Music: George Goehring

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;

Chorus;
Lipstick on your collar told the tale of you.
Lipstick on your collar said you were untrue.
Bet your bottom dollar you and I are through,
'cause lipstick on your callar told a tale of 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, guess the answer's yes.

Chorus;
Lipstick on your collar told the tale of you.
Lipstick on your collar said you were untrue.
Bet your bottom dollar you and I are through,
'cause lipstick on your callar told a tale of you. Yeah.

Chorus;
Lipstick on your collar told the tale of you.
Lipstick on your collar said you were untrue.
Bet your bottom dollar you and I are through...

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