I want men that I can squeeze, that I can please, that I can tease Two or three or four or more!
What are those fools waiting for? I want love and I want kissing I want more of what I´m missing
Nobody comes knocking at my front door What do they think my knocker´s for? If they don´t come soon there won´t be any more! What can the matter be?
I wash my clothes with Lux, my etiquette´s the best, I spend my hard-earned bucks on just what the ads suggest Oh Dear what can the matter be Nobody makes a pass at me!
I´m full of Kellogg´s bran, eat grapenuts on the sly,
A date is on the can of coffee that I buy Oh dear, what can the matter be? Nobody makes a pass at me!
Oh Beatrice Fair-fax, give me the bare facts, How do you make them fall? If you don´t save me, the things the Lord gave me never will be any use to me at all.
I sprinkle on a dash of "Fragrance de Amour," The ads say "Makes Men Rash" but I guess their smell is pour Oh dear what can the matter be Nobody makes a pass at me.
I use Ovaltine and Listerine, Barbasol and Musterole Life Buoy soap and Flit, So why ain´t I got it?
I use Coca Cola and Marmola, Crisco, Lesco and Mazola, Ex-lax and Vapex, So why ain´t I got sex?
I use Albolene and Maybellene, Alka Seltzer, Bromo Seltzer, Odorono and Sensation So why ain´t I got fascination?
My Girdles come from the Best, Times ads say they´re chick And up above I´m dressed in the brassier of the week
Oh dear, what can the matter be? Nobody makes a pass at me!
I use Pond´s on my skin, with rye-crisp I have thinned I get my culture in I began "Gone with The Wind" Oh dear, what can the matter be? Nobody makes a pass at me!
Oh Dor´thy Dix, please, show me some tricks, please, I want some men to hold I want attention and things I can´t mention and I want them all before I get too old
I use Mum ev´ry day and Angelus Liplure, But still men stay away just like Iv´ry soap I´m pure
Just like I result of 99 and 44 One hundred percent P.O. Oh dear what can the matter be? Nobody makes a pass at me