Lyrics:

(1953) Billy Strayhorn, Johnny Mercer, Duke Ellington

Cigarette holder which wigs me
over her shoulder, she digs me.
Out cattin' that satin doll.

Baby, shall we go out skippin ?
Careful, amigo, you're flippin',
speaks Latin that satin doll.

She's nobody's fool so I'm playing it cool as can be.
I'll give it a whirl but I ain't for no girl catching me,
swich-e-rooney.

Telephone numbers well you know,
doing my rhumbas with uno
and that'n my satin doll.