Something to Tickle the Girls.
Words by A. W. French.-Music by T. B. Kelley.
The pet of the girls everywhere,
Society calls me a wit;
For nothing gets on unless there,
I drop in to please them a bit;
I've stories not few. And jokes that are new,
As brilliant they tell me as pearls-
Nouseuse now and then is liked by all men,
Of course it will tickle the girls.
Something to tickle the girls,
Laughing and shaking their curls;
You'll not go amiss. I promise you this,
With something to tickle the girls.
Some chaps they are terrible bores,
Some spooney And dull as a hoe;
No kind that a gay girl adores.
She favors no one who is slow;
Some fellows are shy, and others they try,
To please when as crabbed as churls;
I'm not either one, I can revel in fun.
And can always tickle the girls.-Chorus.
Then take my advice ev'ry one.
And put it at once to the to-t;
Go in with the girls And have fun,
For that is just what suits them l>est;
They like a gay heart, who docs well his part,
To cheer them as life swiftly whirls;
You're always their friend, to love And commend,
With something to tickle the girls. - Chorus.