they're singing in the city
Especially when they've been
If you've got the patience,
We'll tell you just exactly
They all suppose what they
But never when he thought
What is the cause of his red shiny nose?
Pretty little Sally goes walk
displays her pretty ankles
They could see her garters,
but not for free and gratis,
an inch or two and then she
Oh Papa, oh Papa, that's how it goes,
oh Papa, oh Papa, everyone knows
it's the same old buh -buh
but now she's up the gum -tree
She let her fella feed her
What's the good of crying?
She's glad to bring the coin in
Un papa, un papa, everyone knows,
she is no longer the same blushing rose,
they're singing in the city
been on the gin or the beer
If you've got the pa tience,
will tell you just exactly what