When the girls are all around me,
I’m as staid as a cup of tea;
And my prudish airs astound me,
When I think of what I can be.
Oh, my prudery! Oh, my dignity!
And what I can be!
I’m the Chaperon gay and frisky,
And the rôle that I have to play
Is decidedly rash and risky,
And I know I’ll slip up some day.