Ta Ra Ra Boom De Ay

    A smart and stylish girl you see,
    Belle of good society
    Not too strict but rather free
    Yet as right as right can be!
    Never forward, never bold
    Not too hot, and not too cold
    But the very thing, I'm told,
    That in your arms you'd like to hold.

    Chorus:

    Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay! (sung eight times)

    I'm not extravagantly shy
    And when a nice young man is nigh
    For his heart I have a try
    And faint away with tearful cry!
    When the good young man in haste
    Will support me round the waist
    I don't come to while thus embraced
    Till of my lips he steals a taste!

    Chorus

    I'm a timid flow'r of innocence
    Pa says that that I have no sense,
    I'm one eternal big expense
    But men say that I'm just "immense!"
    Ere my verses I conclude
    I'd like it known and understood
    Though free as air, I'm never rude
    I'm not too bad and not too good!

    Chorus

    You should see me out with Pa,
    Prim, and most particular;
    The young men say, "Ah, there you are!"
    And Pa says, "That's peculiar!"
    "It's like their cheek!" I say, and so
    Off again with Pa I go –
    He's quite satisfied – although,
    When his back's turned – well, you know –

    Chorus.