Teach Me How to Kiss, Dear.
Copyright. 1897, by T. B. Hanna & Co.
words by Hugh Morton. Musicn by Gustave Kerkar.
To be the toy of a bold, bad boy,
I really do think I should like it!
To sit and kiss is a style of bliss
That ought to be nice, when you strike it!
I am shy, just now, and I wouldn't know how
To love like a thoroughbred lady,
But I surmise that I might grow wise
If you wood me in nooks that are shady.
Oh. teach me how to kiss, dear, teach me how to squeeze,
Teach me how to sit upon your sympathetic knees,
Teach me how to coo, dear, like a turtle-dove.
Teach me how to fondle you, oh, teach me how to love.
I'm very "new," but I'll say to you,
That my newness is ready to wear off.
Of course. I'm good, all the same I would.
With a proper young gentleman, pair off!
I think that I, in a bye and bye.
At kissing might prove very handy;
Though incomplete, I ought to be sweet,
For you know that I'm made out of candy.
Oh, teach me how to kiss, dear, etc.