Ten Cents a Dance
Anita O'Day Lyrics


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I work at the Palace Ballroom, but,
gee that Palace is cheap;
When I get back to my chilly hall room
I'm much too tired to sleep.
I'm one of those lady teachers,
a beautiful hostess, you know,
the kind the Palace features
for only a dime a throw.

Ten cents a dance
that's what they pay me,
gosh, how they weigh me down!
Ten cents a dance
pansies and rough guys,
tough guys who tear my gown!
Seven to midnight I hear drums.
Loudly the saxophone blows.
Trumpets are tearing my eardrums.
Customers crush my toes.
Sometime I think
I've found my hero,
but it's a queer romance.
All that you need is a ticket,
Come on, big boy, ten cents a dance.

Fighters and sailors and bowlegged tailors
can pay for their ticket and rent me!
Butchers and barbers and rats from the harbors
are sweethearts my good luck has sent me.
Though I've a chorus of elderly beaux,
stockings are porous with holes at the toes.
I'm here till closing time,
Dance and be merry, it's only a dime.

Sometime I think
I've found my hero,
But it's a queer romance.




All that you need is a ticket.
Come on, big boy, ten cents a dance.

Overall Meaning

In Anita O'Day's song "Ten Cents a Dance," she portrays the life of a lady teacher who works as a hostess at the cheap Palace Ballroom. She explains that the long hours of work leave her so tired that she cannot sleep, yet she must endure seven hours of saxophone and trumpet sounds, crushing toes, and rough customers who tear her gown. She adds that she encounters fighters, sailors, tailors, butchers, barbers, and rats from the harbors who are willing to purchase her services "for only a dime a throw."


Thus, Anita's lyrics relate the story of a woman who is struggling to make ends meet by working in an environment that is less than sympathetic. The men who come to the Palace Ballroom are seeking companionship and often see the hostesses as dispensable. However, the lady teacher is hopeful that one of the men will be her savior, but this never materializes. She remains a mere object in the eyes of the customers who do not value her worth or dignity.


In summary, "Ten Cents a Dance" sends a poignant message of the harsh reality of life for women in the early twentieth century who were forced to work in establishments where their bodies and dignity were merely commodities to be bought and sold.


Line by Line Meaning

I work at the Palace Ballroom, but,
Despite my employment at the Palace Ballroom, I face significant exploitation.


gee that Palace is cheap;
The Palace Ballroom's pervasive poverty and parsimony is striking.


When I get back to my chilly hall room I'm much too tired to sleep.
I am absolutely exhausted after a long day's work and cannot even manage to rest in my humbly cold living quarters.


I'm one of those lady teachers, a beautiful hostess, you know, the kind the Palace features for only a dime a throw.
I am a talented and strikingly good-looking performer that the Palace employs and features for an extremely low cost to customers.


Ten cents a dance that's what they pay me, gosh, how they weigh me down!
I am exhaustively overworked and underpaid, my spirit weighed down by the ten cents I receive for each dance.


Ten cents a dance pansies and rough guys, tough guys who tear my gown!
The men who pay me ten cents a dance vary greatly; there are delicate men and rough ones who have even ruined some of my clothing.


Seven to midnight I hear drums. Loudly the saxophone blows. Trumpets are tearing my eardrums. Customers crush my toes.
The intense, relentless nature of my work is pervasive; I experience loud music, painful foot injuries due to pressing customers, and general difficulties from 7PM to midnight.


Sometime I think I've found my hero, but it's a queer romance.
Occasionally, I am hopeful that I will meet someone and fall in love, but such a thought in this environment is a strange one indeed.


All that you need is a ticket, Come on, big boy, ten cents a dance.
All that is required for a man to receive a dance from me is ten cents; and so, come hither, my big, bold potential customers.


Fighters and sailors and bowlegged tailors can pay for their ticket and rent me!
Men involved in a variety of careers, like fighters, sailors, and tailors with bowlegs, are able to pay ten cents for a dance with me.


Butchers and barbers and rats from the harbors are sweethearts my good luck has sent me.
I've even encountered folks like butchers, barbers, and even rats from the local harbors who've become fond of me.


Though I've a chorus of elderly beaux, stockings are porous with holes at the toes.
Even though I have a chorus of older gentlemen pursuing me, my stockings are worn out and even have holes in the toes.


I'm here till closing time, Dance and be merry, it's only a dime.
I'll be at the ballroom until it closes, dancing with folks and encouraging them to have a good time, despite the fact that it only costs ten cents.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Lorenz Hart, Richard Rodgers

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DoinTimeOnEarth

Love her voice 💖

deborah d ́or

She was and is great!

Garrett Davis

My All-time favorite song,,,,,????,,,,,,,,,,,,,,My All-time favorite version. MOST DEFINITELY !!!!!!!

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I love you, dear Anita!

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oh Anita....miss you so much.....

steveknows62

Anita, if you weren't the greatest. wtf was?

daniel stanwyck

+steveknows62 I agree. But wtf do you have to go profanities to express your love for the one of a kind Anita? You know what I mean.

steveknows62

+daniel stanwyck Wtf difference does it make? It was an expression of my intensity.

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