JEALOUSY
Flatbush!Flatbush! Rah! Rah! Rah!See the bobbed-head ridingOn the bob-tailed car.Flatbush! Flatbush! Rah! Rah! Rah!I saw a big girl staring at my Pa.She was standing in the corner, she was turning in her toes.She must have been a senior—by the powder on her nose.Her hair was bobbed and blond-like and she was someone’s pet,But I went into action with the battlefield all set.Rah! Rah! Flatbush! my mother wasn’t there,But some papas are rather young and need a daughter’s care.And that is why in Flatbush we have organized a guard,Made up of little daughters of the men who work so hard.Some day, of course, I will mature and know a little more,But now I am content to be my mother’s Signal Corps.And mother knows when I go out with Pa, things are O. K.,For I belong to the Flatbush Guards—we don’t let father stray.Flatbush! Flatbush! Rah! Rah! Rah!I hold on to father’s handWhen we go very far.Flatbush! Flatbush! Rah! Rah! Rah!See the bobbed-head riding on the bob-tailed car.
Flatbush!Flatbush! Rah! Rah! Rah!See the bobbed-head ridingOn the bob-tailed car.Flatbush! Flatbush! Rah! Rah! Rah!I saw a big girl staring at my Pa.She was standing in the corner, she was turning in her toes.She must have been a senior—by the powder on her nose.Her hair was bobbed and blond-like and she was someone’s pet,But I went into action with the battlefield all set.Rah! Rah! Flatbush! my mother wasn’t there,But some papas are rather young and need a daughter’s care.And that is why in Flatbush we have organized a guard,Made up of little daughters of the men who work so hard.Some day, of course, I will mature and know a little more,But now I am content to be my mother’s Signal Corps.And mother knows when I go out with Pa, things are O. K.,For I belong to the Flatbush Guards—we don’t let father stray.Flatbush! Flatbush! Rah! Rah! Rah!I hold on to father’s handWhen we go very far.Flatbush! Flatbush! Rah! Rah! Rah!See the bobbed-head riding on the bob-tailed car.
Flatbush!Flatbush! Rah! Rah! Rah!See the bobbed-head ridingOn the bob-tailed car.Flatbush! Flatbush! Rah! Rah! Rah!I saw a big girl staring at my Pa.
Flatbush!Flatbush! Rah! Rah! Rah!
See the bobbed-head riding
On the bob-tailed car.
Flatbush! Flatbush! Rah! Rah! Rah!
I saw a big girl staring at my Pa.
She was standing in the corner, she was turning in her toes.She must have been a senior—by the powder on her nose.
She was standing in the corner, she was turning in her toes.
She must have been a senior—by the powder on her nose.
Her hair was bobbed and blond-like and she was someone’s pet,But I went into action with the battlefield all set.
Her hair was bobbed and blond-like and she was someone’s pet,
But I went into action with the battlefield all set.
Rah! Rah! Flatbush! my mother wasn’t there,But some papas are rather young and need a daughter’s care.
Rah! Rah! Flatbush! my mother wasn’t there,
But some papas are rather young and need a daughter’s care.
And that is why in Flatbush we have organized a guard,Made up of little daughters of the men who work so hard.
And that is why in Flatbush we have organized a guard,
Made up of little daughters of the men who work so hard.
Some day, of course, I will mature and know a little more,But now I am content to be my mother’s Signal Corps.
Some day, of course, I will mature and know a little more,
But now I am content to be my mother’s Signal Corps.
And mother knows when I go out with Pa, things are O. K.,For I belong to the Flatbush Guards—we don’t let father stray.
And mother knows when I go out with Pa, things are O. K.,
For I belong to the Flatbush Guards—we don’t let father stray.
Flatbush! Flatbush! Rah! Rah! Rah!I hold on to father’s handWhen we go very far.Flatbush! Flatbush! Rah! Rah! Rah!See the bobbed-head riding on the bob-tailed car.
Flatbush! Flatbush! Rah! Rah! Rah!
I hold on to father’s hand
When we go very far.
Flatbush! Flatbush! Rah! Rah! Rah!
See the bobbed-head riding on the bob-tailed car.