Delilah Jones - McGuire Sisters

Delilah was a high flying flootie

Delilah needed seventeen phones

Don’t phone her, there isn’t anymore

Delilah, Delilah Jones

Her story is sad

The ending was bad

Delilah Jones, Delilah Jones

She let a no-good guy beguile her

Delilah, weep for Delilah

The devil got a lease on her bones

Just a trumpet-playing bum from Biloxi

Delilah nicely gives him the cross

But Sammy, he blew some crazy notes

And whammy, Delilahs lost

That fiery dog turned into a moll

That he double-crossed

Delilah, Delilah

She let a no-good guy beguile her

Delilah was completely lost

That Sammy hopped a car and a chauffer

He robbed her of her sparkling stones

Then he left her when all the dough was gone

He dropped her, Delilah Jones

Delilah Jones, Delilah Jones

She filled him with lead until he was dead

And out of her bones

Delilah, Delilah

The gal was number two

She finally got her due

Delilah, Delilah