BETTE MIDLERNanette Lyrics
"Uh! Here is another lady;
She is not as amusing as Sophie, but she has a,
she has a little something. I think she's,
she has a certain quality of, uh . . .
dementia! I call her, I call her, Nanette."
Oh! Oh-o-o-oh, Nanette!
Not a sound, not a sigh.
The world rushes by.
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No one thinks of Nanette.
No one sings for Nanette.
No one dreams of Nanette.
Through the night, through the day,
people rush on their way
with never a sigh or regret.
And they are laughing and drinking.
So, so heedless and unthinking of
nnn-that's me, Nanette!