written by: Malcolm McLaren/David Lebolt
INTRODUCING LOURDES & PRETTY FATT
A sweet tuxedo girl you see
Queen of ball society
Fond of fun
As fun as fond can be
When it`s on the strict Q.T.
I`m not too young
I`m not too old
Not too timid
Not too bold
Just the kind you like to hold
Just the kind for sport I`m told
Hell`s a poppin
When I`m waltzing
In my stockings
Hell`s a poppin in the whole wide world
I`m a blushing bud of innocence
Says Papa at a big expense
Old maids say I have no sense
Boys declare I`m just immense
For my song I do conclude
I want it strictly understood
Though fond of fun, I`m never rude
Though not too bad I`m not too good
Never put your hands on a man except in dancing
Whispering, giggling at the same time have no place
In good society
Don`t think you can be rude to anyone and escape
Wh, wh, whispering is always rude
Don`t hang on to anyone for support
Don`t stand or walk with your chest held in and
Your hips forward in an imitation of a reverse letter S