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No. 9 - Song - Kitty - "The Powder-Puff."
| Kitty: | Ruby lips and rosy cheeks, Hues with health assorting, These are what a lover seeks When he goes a-courting. Here you have them at command — Lay the rouge with skilful hand; If the bloom is red and rough, Soften with the powder-puff. Just a touch of the puff — Not too much, but enough; And you turn your lover's head With the black and white and red, With the black and white and red. |
| Melting eyes that softly swim Charm a lover's fancies; Beauty makes a slave of him, By her meaning glances. If their magic you would try, Draw the pencil round your eye, Then, when you have spread the stuff, Soften with the powder-puff. Just a touch of the puff — Not too much, but enough; And you win your lover back With the red and white and black, With the red and white and black. |
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| If the lover, true today, Should be false tomorrow, Then your pallor will display All your secret sorrow. Put the proper mixture on, And you will be pale and wan, Whiter than a linen cuff — Finish with the powder-puff. Just a touch of the puff — Not too much, but enough; And you hold your lover tight With the black and red and white, With the black and red and white. |
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Page modified 2 January 2017