| Lyrics: | FIFTY CENTS
I took my girl to a ball last night, 'twas such a fancy hop
We stayed
until the folks went home, the music it did stop.
Then to a restaurant we went, the finest on
the street
She said she wasn't hungry, but this is what she'd eat:
A dozen raw, a
plate of slaw, some fancy Boston roast,
Some turtle stew, crackers, too, some soft-shelled crab
on toast?
Next she tried some oysters fried; her appetite was immense!
She asked for pie!
I thought I'd die, for I had but fifty cents!
After eating all of this she smiled so very
sweet,
She said she'wasn't hungry at all, she wished that she could eat;
But the very next
order that she gave, my heart within me sank.
She said she wasn't thirsty at all, but this is
what she drank:
A brandy, a gin, a big hot rum, a schooner of lager beer,
Some
whiskey skins and two more gins did quickly disappear;
A bottle of ale, a soda cocktail, she
astonished all the gents!
She called for more, I fell on the floor, for I had but fifty
cents.
To finish up, this delicate girl cleaned out an ice cream can?
She says,
"Now, Sam, I'll tell mama you're such a nice young man."
She said she'd bring her sister along
next time she came, for fun.
I handed the man my fifty cents, and this is what he
done:
He broke my nose, he tore my clothes, he knocked me out of breath;
I took the
prize for two black eyes, he kicked me most to death.
At every chance he made me dance, he
fired me over the fence,
Take my advice: don't try it twice, when you have but fifty
cents.
See also AINTJP
From Pious Friends, Shay
@food @money
@courtship
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