THE BROADWAY GIRL.
Copyright, 1894, by Spaulding & Gray.
Words by Geo. Cohan. Music by Noble McDonald.
You've heard about the Bowery girl, with all her winning ways,
Of the girl who wine the jays, for many years has been the craze;
Just cast your optics on ma, I'm a girl of great renown,
A girl who's always tip and never down,
A girl who wins the swellest gent in town.
For I'm a Broadway girl; you'll always find me happy,
A Broadway girl: I always have a chappie:
Never get home in the morn'till nine-"Beer?" "No, nothing but wine."
The hit of the city, is dear, little Kitty, the Broadway girl.
The fellows, in my ear, love tales they seem inclined to pour;
I'm engaged to three or four, expect a couple more.
By trade I am an actress, fill the bald heads with delight,
They say my costume's simply out of eight,
I'm in the living pictures ev'ry night.- Chorus.
At Newport, in the summer time, I make the people talk,
And the big chumps at me gawk, as on the shore I walk.
I never stop until the very best hotel I reach,
The bell-boys, why, I tip a dollar each,
And the dudlete say I am a peach.- Chorus.
At Guttenberg, my face is quite familiar to the crowd,
They cheer me good and Instill, as I enter so proud.
I glance upon the horses, names, pick out the winner quick,
And, if I drop a hundred, never kick,
And all the sports play any horse I pick.- Chorus.
Each afternoon, upon my wheel, a jolly ride I take.
While I also take the cake, can't count the hearts I break.
Of course I dress in bloomers, reaching down below the knee;
My record, for a mile, one-fifty-three,
And Tyler takes his bonnet off to me. - Chorus.