No. 16 - Song - Cupid and Chorus - "Girls, Girls, Girls."

Lyrics by Paul A. Rubens

[Cupid:] Tho' I am only a boy it is true,
Women play havoc with me as with you.
When I have finished with saucers and cups,
I've my affections like all you grown-ups!
Girls, girls, girls,
bless your curls, curls, curls,
Oh! I worship all of you,
big and small of you,
You set my heart all in a thousand whirls,
You can twist me round your finger
can you girls, girls, girls.
[with Chorus:] Girls, girls, girls,
bless your curls, curls, curls,
Oh! I worship all of you,
big and small of you,
You set my heart all in a thousand whirls,
You can twist me round your finger
can you girls, girls, girls.

[Cupid:] I've got a heart that is built just like yours,
I've had a hundred and fifty amours!
I don't give diamonds and I'll tell you this,
They're jolly lucky if they get a kiss.
Girls, girls, girls,
bless your curls, curls, curls,
Oh! I worship all of you,
big and small of you,
You set my heart all in a thousand whirls,
You can twist me round your finger
can you girls, girls, girls.
[with Chorus:] Girls, girls, girls,
bless your curls, curls, curls,
Oh! I worship all of you,
big and small of you,
You set my heart all in a thousand whirls,
You can twist me round your finger
can you girls, girls, girls.