A popular song from 1928.
Words by Jack Yellen.
Music by Milton Ager.
Sheet music provided by Laurence Rubenstein:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
!. Broke again! Gentlemen
I am ruined now
Wall Street’s not to blame
Nor the racing game
I have spent ev’ry cent
Shall I tell you how
Listen, one and all
To the cause of my downfall
Chorus
Hungry women! Hungry women!
I feed ’em and weep
They never eat cheap
All those meal-hounds
Eat like real hounds
When they eat on me
They think that it’s free
They’ve got cute figures and cute faces, but the real question
Is where to get one who has got acute indigestion
Those hungry women! Hungry women!
I feed ’em and weep
- Where can I find the guy
Who first pulled that line:
“Woman pays and pays?”
What a phony phrase
If you, too, think that’s true
Take out one of mine
Will she pay the check?
Oh, of course she will! Like heck!
Sung here by Fred Feild: