Fat lady, in your four—wheeled cha… Dolled up to beat the band, At me you arrogantly stare With gold lorgnette in hand. Oh how you differ from the dame

Three Holies sat in sacred place And quaffed celestial wine, As they discussed the human race With dignity divine. Said they: 'Although in doctrine…

Gazing to gold seraph wing, With wistful wonder in my eyes, A blue—behinded ape, I swing Upon the palms of Paradise. A parakeet of gaudy hue

I stood beside the silken rope, Five dollars in my hand, And waited in my patient hope To sit anear the Band, And hear the famous Louie play

Full well I trow that when I die Down drops the curtain; Another show is all my eye And Betty Martin. I know the score, and with a smile

Fearing that she might go one day With some fine fellow of her choic… I called her from her childish pla… And made a record of her voice. And now that she is truly gone,

If you had the choice of two women… (Though of course the idea is quit… And the first from her heels to he… Was charming in every sense of the… And yet in the past (I grieve to…

‘Twas in a village in Lorraine Whose name I quite forget, I found I needfully was fain To buy a serviette. I sought a shop wherein they sell

In the little Crimson Manual it’s… That who would wear the scarlet co… Shall be a guardian of the right,… In the little Crimson Manual ther… Shall follow on though heavens fal…

I own a gorgeous Cadillac, A chauffeur garbed in blue; And as I sit behind his back His beefy neck I view. Yet let me whisper, though you may

And so when he reached my bed The General made a stand: “My brave young fellow,” he said, “I would shake your hand.” So I lifted my arm, the right,

tried to wash her garden slacks bu… And so she thought she’d soak 'em… It worked all right. She wrung 'e… With all that bucket load of high… She knew that it was dangerous to…

Sweet maiden, why disguise The beauty of your eyes With glasses black? Although I’m well aware That you are more than fair,

I have a tiny piney wood; my trees are only fifty, Yet give me shade and solitude For they are thick and thrifty. And every day to me they fling