====== #528 - Boom! Ta Ra ======
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  *Composer:
    *Henry J. Sayers, 1891
  *Also known as:
    *Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay
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  *++Lyrics:|\\
A smart and stylish girl you see,\\
Belle of good society;\\
Not too strict, but rather free,\\
Yet as right as right can be!\\
Never forward, never bold--\\
Not too hot and not too cold,\\
But the very thing, I'm told,\\
That in your arms you'd like to hold!\\
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//chorus: //\\
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!\\
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!\\
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!\\
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay,\\
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay,\\
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay,\\
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay,\\
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!\\
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I'm not extravagantly shy,\\
And when a nice young man is nigh,\\
For his heart I have a try--\\
And faint away with tearful cry!\\
When the good young man, in haste,\\
Will support me round the waist;\\
I don't come to, while thus embraced,\\
Till of my lips he steals a taste!\\
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I'm a timid flow'r of innocence,\\
Pa says that I have no sense--\\
I'm one eternal big expense;\\
But men say that I'm just immense!\\
Ere my verses I conclude,\\
I'd like it known and understood,\\
Tho' free as air, I'm never rude--\\
I'm not too bad and not too good!\\
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You should see me out with Pa,\\
Prim, and most particular;\\
The young men say, "Ah, there you are!"\\
And Pa says, "That's peculiar!"\\
"It's like their cheek!" I say, and so\\
Off again with Pa I go--\\
He's quite satisfied--although,\\
When his back's turned--well, you know--\\
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When with swells I'm out to dine,\\
All my hunger I resign;\\
Tast the food, and sip the wine--\\
No such daintiness as mine!\\
But when I am all alone,\\
For shortcomings I atone!\\
No old frumps to stare like stone--\\
Chops and chicken on my own!\\
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Sometimes Pa, says, with a frown,\\
"Soon, you'll have to settle down--\\
Have to wear your wedding gown--\\
Be the strictest wife in town!"\\
Well, it must come by-and-by--\\
When wed, to keep quiet I'll try;\\
But till then I shall not sigh,\\
I shall still go in for my--\\
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    *Henry J. Sayers, 1891