The Sadder-but- Wiser Girl For Me lyrics
Harold:
No wide-eyed, eager,
Wholesome innocent Sunday school
teacher for me.
That kinda girl spins webs no spider ever--
Listen,
boy--
A girl who trades on all that purity
Merely wants to trade my
independence for her security.
The only affirmative she will file
Refers to marching down the aisle.
No golden, glorious, gleaming
pristine goddess--
No sir!
For no Diana do I play faun.
I
can tell you that right now.
I snarl, I hiss: How can ignorance be
compared to bliss?
I spark, I fizz for the lady who knows what time it
is.
I cheer, I rave for the virtue I'm too late to save
The
sadder-but-wiser girl for me.
No bright-eyed, blushing, breathless
baby-doll baby
Not for me.
That kinda child ties knots no sailor
ever knew.
I prefer to take a chance on a more adult romance.
No
dewy young miss
Who keeps resisting all the time she keeps insisting!
No wide-eyed, wholesome innocent female.
No sir.
Why, she's the
fisherman, I'm the fish you see?--PLOP!
I flinch, I shy, when the lass
with the delicate air goes by
I smile, I grin, when the gal with a touch
of sin walks in.
I hope, and I pray, for a Hester to win just one more
"A"
The sadder-but-wiser girl's the girl for me.
The
sadder-but-wiser girl for me.
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