Miss Otis regrets she's unable to lunch today, madam
Miss Otis regrets she's unable to lunch today
She is sorry to be delayed
But last evening down in lover's lane she strayed, madam
Miss Otis regrets she's unable to lunch today
When she woke up and found that her dream of love was gone, madam
She ran to the man who had lead her so far, far astray
And from under her velvet gown
She drew a gun and shot her lover down, madam
Miss Otis regrets she's unable to lunch today
When the mob came and got her and dragged her from the jail, madam
When they strung her up on the old willow across the way
The moment before she died
She lifted up her lovely head and cried, madam
Miss Otis regrets she's unable to lunch today
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Miss Otis regrets she's unable to lunch today, madam
Miss Otis regrets she's unable to lunch today
She is sorry to be delayed
But last evening down in lover's lane she strayed, madam
Miss Otis regrets she's unable to lunch today
When she woke up and found that her dream of love was gone, madam
She ran to the man who had lead her so far, far astray
And from under her velvet gown
She drew a gun and shot her lover down, madam
Miss Otis regrets she's unable to lunch today
When the mob came and got her and dragged her from the jail, madam
When they strung her up on the old willow across the way
The moment before she died
She lifted up her lovely head and cried, madam
Miss Otis regrets she's unable to lunch today
Miss Otis regrets she's unable to lunch today
She is sorry to be delayed
But last evening down in lover's lane she strayed, madam
Miss Otis regrets she's unable to lunch today
When she woke up and found that her dream of love was gone, madam
She ran to the man who had lead her so far, far astray
And from under her velvet gown
She drew a gun and shot her lover down, madam
Miss Otis regrets she's unable to lunch today
When the mob came and got her and dragged her from the jail, madam
When they strung her up on the old willow across the way
The moment before she died
She lifted up her lovely head and cried, madam
Miss Otis regrets she's unable to lunch today
Writer: Cole Porter
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Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.