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No. 16 - Song - Cupid and Chorus - "Girls, Girls, Girls."
| Cupid: | Tho' I am only a boy it is true, Women play havoc with me as with you. When I have finished with saucers and cups, I've my affections like all you grown-ups! Girls, girls, girls, Bless your curls, curls, curls, Oh! I worship all of you, Big and small of you, You set my heart all in a thousand whirls, You can twist me round your finger Can you girls, girls, girls. |
| with Chorus: | Girls, girls, girls, Bless your curls, curls, curls, Oh! I worship all of you, Big and small of you, You set my heart all in a thousand whirls, You can twist me round your finger Can you girls, girls, girls. |
| Cupid: | I've got a heart that is built just like yours, I've had a hundred and fifty amours! I don't give diamonds and I'll tell you this, They're jolly lucky if they get a kiss. Girls, girls, girls, Bless your curls, curls, curls, Oh! I worship all of you, Big and small of you, You set my heart all in a thousand whirls, You can twist me round your finger Can you girls, girls, girls. |
| with Chorus: | Girls, girls, girls, Bless your curls, curls, curls, Oh! I worship all of you, Big and small of you, You set my heart all in a thousand whirls, You can twist me round your finger Can you girls, girls, girls. |
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British Musical Theatre | Three Little Maids
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