SHE NEVER TOLD ME THAT.
Written and Composed by Felix McGlennon.
The girl I loved was beautiful as any waxworks show,
Her face like cream and roses, used to make my poor heart glow.
I need to love her dearly, ah, but now I love her not,
I found that her complexion cost her just five bob a pot.
She never told me that-I had to find it out,
Somebody winked, somebody blinked, and made me feel in doubt,
She never told me that, I found it out I'm sure.
And thought if I looked a little bit further, I might find more.
The girl I loved was handsome, and her figure was so neat,
And every one admired her as she glided down the street.
I found her figure was a sham, made up of fashion's fads,
I thought that I was squeezing her, but I was squeezing pads.- Chorus.
The girl I loved was graceful, and her walk was straight and proud,
I used to think that she with lovely limbs must be endowed;
But I found out one of her legs was buried in New York,
And in its place I found she wore another made of cork.- Chorus.