| Lyrics: | Oh, it really wasn't my intention
To disregard convention
It was just an impulse
That
had to be obeyed.
Beacon Hill behavior we've been scorning
But I'll still not go in
mourning
Though my reputation
Is blemished, I'm afraid.
What's done is done
But
wasn't, and isn't it, fun
Honestly, I thought you wouldn't.
Naturally, you thought you
couldn't.
And probably we shouldn't.
But aren't you kind of glad we did?
Actually,
it all was blameless.
(of course it was)
Nevertheless, they'll call it shameless
(I
suppose)
So the lady shall be nameless
(thank you)
But aren't you kind of glad we
did?
Socially, you'll be an outcast
Obviously, we dined alone
On your good name
there will be doubt cast
With never a sign of any chaperone.
No matter how they may
construe it
(it'll be the wrong way)
Whether or not, we have to rue it
(we
will)
Whatever made us do it
Say, aren't you kind of glad we did?
Honestly, I
thought I couldn't.
Naturally, I thought I wouldn't.
And probably I shouldn't.
But
aren't you kind of glad we did?
Dinner was quite above suspicion
Milk in the glasses
when they'd clink
Listening to a tired musician
But what is it Mrs. Grundy's going to
think?
That I'm a bounder, a rounder, a cad, a Boston blighter
When speaking of me,
she'll be no politer
Oh let's turn to something brighter
Whatever we did, we're glad we did |
