And crept quite softly up the stair,
The hour had come for a midnight spree!
And after dinner from her bed
I stole the pillow for her head.
O! the girl was fair to see!
I took the dredger full of flour,
The pillow powdered for an hour;
The time had come for a midnight spree!
I hated her for her cruel sell,
She loved her tresses passing well.