Folks,
I want to ask you something.
Have you seen my sweet?
She's the gal you stop and stare at,
walking down the street.
There is really no use asking
If you've seen this miss,
I am sure you've seen her so,
let me ask you this.
Did you see that pretty dress?
I gave her that.
And that look of happiness?
Say, I gave her that.
You should see her flat,
and her great big picture hat.
You declare, it's a bear,
and I gave her that,
and did you see her great big mo tor car,
say, I gave her that.
I love her so much
I hardly know where I'm at,
for she's a mighty pretty sight,
and her eyes are black as night,
but the left is blacker than the right,
I gave her that.
When I'm walking with my sweetie,
up and down Broadway,
you should see the fellows staring,
yeah, the things they say.
They all claim that I could nev
er win this nifty miss.
When they ask if she is mine,
I just tell them this,
Ah, did you see that pretty fair stay?
I gave her that.
An d that look of happiness,
say, I gave her that.
You should see her flat
and her great big picture hat.
Ah, it's a blast, you declare,
and I gave her that.
And did you see that great big
solid fair stay?
I gave her that.
When she got that ring,
she more than smiled,
she went wild.
But did you see her yesterday,
with that baby on Broadway?
Wasn't that the baby's day
that her sister smiled?