It's About Kissing. What Else?
About a young lady named Sue,
I'm afraid all the gossip is true,
And the best you could say,
At the end of the day,
"She sure knew what she wanted to do."
Said a forthright young woman named Verdie,
"Well you can't tell me that it's dirty,
It's a natural thing,
To do in the spring,
When everything's beezy and birdy."
If you want to know about Linda,
Well just go look in her winda,
You'll see there the game,
That brings her such fame,
Involving the opposite genda.
A determined young lady named Ann,
Once hollered out, "Oh yes I can,
No mother or aunt
Can tell me I can't,
I'll show you, just bring me a man."
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A pretty young lady named June,
Never would wait for the moon,
If you asked her when,
She would give you a grin,
And her answer would always be, "Soon!"
I know a young woman named Ellen,
And I won't say what she's sellin',
But she makes them all pay,
Five-hundred a day,
And the act, well it makes her a felon.
There was a young lady named Suzy,
And I'll tell you she wasn't too choosey,
For if it had pants,
And knew how to dance,
Well the gossip next day would be newsy.
I knew a young lady named Pris,
Who certainly knew how to kiss,
And that's not all,
She'd do after a ball,
In fact none of life's pleasures she'd miss.
An untiring woman named Mae,
Would let nothing stand in her way,
Any place it would do,
A park or a zoo
And how often? At least once a day.
You could tell that a lady named Betty,
Was just about all the time ready,
For when she was drinking,
Eating, smoking or thinking,
Her forehead would always be sweaty.
I knew a young lady named Sharon,
And I'll tell you she was a bare one,
Before you could blink,
Or stop twice to think,
She'd stand up with nothing but hair on.
A bibulous lady named Pam,
Would, after taking a dram,
Of Scotch or of gin,
Would lean out her wind-
dow and holler, "Hey boys, here I am!"
I know a young lady named Sandy,
And what she gives out is just dandy,
It makes every boy,
Shout out with joy,
And, I'll give you a hint, it's not candy.