Violet The Vassar College Pet - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
Violet: the Vassar College Pet. Copyright, 1896, by Vorhauer Bros. & Co. Words by Fred C. Vorhauer. Music by Will A. Vorhauer. 
*V-a-s-s-a-r. Vassar-Vassar. Rah-Rah-Rah. 
Introduction's not required, you have heard of me before, The pet of aristocracy, a girl whom all adore. Appreciating honors, well earned, all must confess, I hold them too-you bet I do-you Can't help answering yes. Don't think that I'm conceited, it's just my dashing way That stuns the twentieth Century sports and causes them to say: "Who is that maid, with module on, who looks like dutchess grand," It's Violet, now don't forget, and thousands seek my band. 
Chorus. For I am Violet, the Vassar College pet, I am the favorite of ev'ry West Point cadet, I am the nation's pride, I stand without a peer; When I pass by, the boys salute and loudly cheer; There goes Violet, the Vassar College pet, She Is the ruler of the swellest social Set, Fairest of the fair, there's none with her compare, O Violet, our Violet, the Vassar College pet. 
I've learned each study perfect, just what to do and say, The art of captivating I have studied every day; Infatuating ev'ry one-they do just as I will; I always win in ev'rything, my place with pride I fill. As a singer I surprise the critics right and left; In running o'er the scales like this, I never take a breath. There's none who can outshine me, no matter where I go, They love-making, I hearts breaking, just by say no.- Chorus. 
We would suggest giving the "yell" behind the scenes with as much assistance us possible, to bring the performer on.