Oh You New York Girls Fisherman's Friends
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As I walked down on Broadway
One evening in July
I met a maid, she asked me trade
A sailor boy am I
And away, Santee, my dear Annie
Woah, you New York girls, can't you dance the polka?
I took her off to Tiffany's, I did not mind expense
I bought her two gold earrings and they cost me fifty cents
And away, Santee, my dear Annie
Woah, you New York girls, can't you dance the polka?
She said 'belined you, sailor
Now walk me home you may'
But when we reached the cottage door
She turned to me to say
And away, Santee, my dear Annie
Woah, you New York girls, can't you dance the polka?
I kissed her hard and proper
Before her flash man came
Now, fare you well, me Bowery girl
I know your little game
One evening in July
I met a maid, she asked me trade
A sailor boy am I
And away, Santee, my dear Annie
Woah, you New York girls, can't you dance the polka?
I took her off to Tiffany's, I did not mind expense
I bought her two gold earrings and they cost me fifty cents
And away, Santee, my dear Annie
Woah, you New York girls, can't you dance the polka?
She said 'belined you, sailor
Now walk me home you may'
But when we reached the cottage door
She turned to me to say
And away, Santee, my dear Annie
Woah, you New York girls, can't you dance the polka?
I kissed her hard and proper
Before her flash man came
Now, fare you well, me Bowery girl
I know your little game
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