From the comedy “Love O’ Mike”, 1916 Words by Harry B. Smith Music by Jerome Kern
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Girls fool us, love to rule us
In their little ways they like to school us
Have us rolling over jumping through
We do all the billing while they coo
You swear off but you pair off
With the first fair face, my son
When you declare
That you won’t fall in love again
Chance comes along with a brand new one
And you fall strong, boys, it’s all wrong
What’s the use, it can’t be done
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Girls take him, make him, break him
And at any time they’re apt to shake him
Round with six police men he should go
He is but a chronic Romeo
Like Sinbad he is in bad
He’s Misfortunes favorite son
Girls throw him down
But he’s right up and in again
Soon purring round with his latest one
You endure him, try to cure him?
What’s the use, it can’t be done