American Old Time Song Lyrics: 06 The Art Of Making Love
Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 6
The Art of Making Love.
Sung by C. P. Hyland.
Now, the very first time I fell in love,
I had much cause to rue it,
She said, good-bye, you look so shy,
You don't know how to do it;
But I have been a lot of pretty sights,
And learned in the proper way,
And when you meet a nice young girl.
Make love to her this way-
Have a kiss for a start, and squeeze her little heart,
She cries out, George, give over;
You have a nice little talk and a quiet little walk.
And roll her in the clover.
The moon is not out, there is no one about,
You squeeze her tiny glove;
Come, tell me plain, if you know a better game
Than my art of making love.
I have courted girls, both short and tall.
And nearly courted forty,
But every miss I tried to kiss,
They cry, for shame, 'tis naughty;
But never mind, now bear in mind,
You cannot blame the man-
First they tease you, And then they squeeze you.
Make love whene'er you can.-Chorus.