Katie Melua - Fancy
I remember it all very well lookin' back
It was the summer that I turned eighteen
We lived in a one-room, run down shack
On the outskirts of New Orleans
We didn't have money for food or rent
To say the least we were hard-pressed
When Momma spent every last penny we had
To buy me a dancin' dress
Momma washed and combed and curled my hair,
Then she painted my eyes and lips
And I stepped into the satin dancin' dress ...