American Old Time Song Lyrics: 31 Wait A Little Bit

Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 31

WAIT A LITTLE BIT.
Copyright. 1890, by T. B. Harms & Co.
Words by Grace Carleton. Music by Carl Millocker.

Those tailor-made girls are perfection, all say,
Oh, my! oh, my!
Their forms ev'ry grace-that is. lovely display-
Guess why? guess why
Just see them some morning before they go out
To walk! to walk!
Before on their faces they carefully put
The chalk! the chalk!
And when cotton-lined and with bustle entwined,
If then to wed one you should make up your mind -

Refrain.
Wait a little bit, wait a little bit;
Don't you hasten to marry
Nice fashion-plates of the latest dates,
But for some real girl tarry.
Wait a little bit, wait a little bit;
Don't you hasten to marry
Nice fashion-plates of the latest dates.
But for some real girl tarry.

Society actresses always abound.
Oh, my! oh, my!
With glowing success they are most always crowned,
They're fly! they're fly!
At first they get stage-struck, altho' they may live
At ease! at ease!
And then their ambition's the artistic world
To please! to please!
Ten lessons or so to learn acting they go.
But ere they can star it in any grand show -

Refrain,
Wait a little bit, wait a little bit;
Soon you'll find them the "bosses,"
And all the rage, when the dears engage
In paper made divorces.
Wait a little bit. wait a little bit;
Soon you'll find them the "bosses,"
And all the race, when the dears engage
In paper-made divorces.

Most girls have sweet tempers before they are wed,
Oh, my! oh, my!
They won't contradict you. no matter what's said.
They're shy! quite shy!
But wait till the honeymoon's over and then
Deny, deny.
The "coin" that they ask for, or don't what they wish
Supply! supply!
Then if you can't see just how mad they can be.
And how they can make life a grand jubilee-

Refrain.
Wait a little bit, wait a little bit;
Wait until they have captured
A scented note In your vest or coat.
And then they'll be enraptured.
Wait a little bit. wait a little bit;
Wait until they have captured
A scented note in your vest or coat.
And then they'll" be enraptured.

Some husbands, at home, are as meek as a lamb,
Oh, my! so shy!
You never would think it pretence And a sham.
Nor I! not I!
They tell their wives business Is keeping them out
So late, so late
The simple dears pet them, bemoaning their fate,
Sad fate! sad fate!
But if you would know where those poor husbands go,
And what business it is that keeps them out so-

Refrain.
Wait a little bit, wait a little bit,
Till the ballet is over;
From that stage-door they will then, once more,
Escort some girl in clover.
Wait a little bit. wait a little bit,
Till the ballet is over.
From that stage-door they will then, once more,
Escort some girl in clover.