Anita O'Day - Sing Sing Sing lyrics

I walk with my baby And I know in nothing flat She's got something mellow Lots of fellows whistle at When we go for a walk I know soon as we're out With no shadow of doubt She's got lots to be proud of. I'm hip, I'm lucky to have Someone so endowed; A girl half as lovely would made Lots of fellows proud I love all of her charms But one's really a ball: I love those shiny stockings most of all