Oh, a perfect dr-r-r-ream my face is!
(It may owe to Art a trifle or it mayn’t
H’m, it mayn’t!)
And I’ll cry out for assistance.
Should you fail to keep your distance,
Goodness gracious, mind the paint!
Mind the paint!
Mind the paint! Mind the paint!
A girl is not a sinner just because she’s not a saint!
But my heart shall hold you dearer—