Story Behind The Song
Hasn't every woman dealt with this at some point?
Song Description
A woman realizes her man is a cheating SOB and tells him exactly what she thinks of him,
| Song Length |
1:43 |
Genre |
Jazz - Swing |
| Tempo |
Medium Fast (131 - 150) |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
| Mood |
Jovial, Outraged |
Subject |
Lies, Frustration |
| Similar Artists |
Ella Fitzgerald |
Language |
English |
| Era |
1940 - 1949 |
| |
Lyrics
You flippant little man
so good at criticizing
you hold me in your arms
and then you head for the horizon
You flippant little man
lie to her you lie to me
say you want to see me
leave me dangle on a string
I gave you pieces of myself
wouldn't give to any other
all the soul and words and music
that you pitched into the gutter
You flippant little man
your words don't mean a thing
you slap me in the face
with talk of fever in the spring
So I'll just walk on by
pretend you never hold held me
remember that the words you said
were lies to wrap around me
You flippant little man
your hollow words that ring
inside my head I know
you were just fever in the spring
You flippant little man
your hollow words that ring
inside my head I know
you were just fever in the spring