What is a woman's opinion of man When she's first seventeen and a flapper? She wears baby hats and her hair is in plaits Still, she's got big ideas in her napper Oh, man is a hero, she's certain of that For his trousers are creased and he wears a tall hat And he's hanging around in exchange for a smile To rule her in diamonds and spend all his pile On her? What rot. A fellow wants more than a smile, eh what?
Chorus: Green, so green, is the maiden of seventeen She longs for the life of an amorous wife And of probable squabbles she won't think For the man is the King of her Palace of Dreams Who feeds her on cuddles and chocolate creams Fancy! chocolate creams in a palace of dreams I don't think.
What is a woman's opinion of man When she's twenty-five, now a young lady? She's one of the lads of the village, her fads Are advanced and a little bit shady She understands man, or she thinks so at least She's read the six novels, and calls him a beast She vows she won't marry, but when she is tough Oh, she's fearfully certain she won't get enough Dear, dear, hum, hum, don't fret If a fellow says 'Wilt? will she wilt? You bet
Chorus: Alice, alive, is the maiden of twenty-five She's blushing with pride on the morn she's a bride She's so very elated and glad some But the man is a creature she looks on with awe She really can't tell what he's wedding her for But her ma says, 'The dunce. I could tell her at once I've had some.'
What is a woman's opinion of man When her age is a matter of guessing? She powders and dyes and makes up her face Oh, and she has to be careful when dressing She understands man for she's sampled a score She calls him a pitiless bald-headed bore Conceited and vain when a woman is near A rotter with only one single idea Just one, not two! and the woman who knows him can take her cue.
Chorus: Great, oh, she's great, is the woman of umpty-eight She knows what is what for she's been through a lot She's gone far and might have gone farther Ah, a lot she has endured from the thing they call man Still, if to live life o'er again she began Would she live it again, would she play the same game? Rather!
================================= Written and composed by Orlando Powell & George Arthurs Performed by Marie Lloyd (1870-1922)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
