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I know a little girl and I want her for my wife,
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she's pretty and sweet, neat little feet,
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and never been kissed in her life.
You can ask her for a kiss, she said, oh what a bore,
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every time she bows and declares, she'll never do so anymore,
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Born to be a better girl and never kiss again,
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afraid my ma might find it out and cause her great pain.
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You may walk and talk and hold my hand, but kissing is a crime,
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I'll not kiss you anymore until next time.
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I called at her house one night but I didn't intend to stay,
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she laid her head on my shoulder and said, “The old folks are away.”
I kissed her a dozen times and someone came to the door,
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every time she bowed and declared she'd never do so anymore.
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Born to be a better girl and never kiss again,
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afraid my ma might find it out and cause her great pain.
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You may walk and talk and hold my hand, but kissing is a crime,
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I'll not kiss you anymore until next time.
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She'll see you too the door kiss and then goodnight,
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every time she bows and declares she'll never do so any more.
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Born to be a better girl and never kiss again,
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afraid my ma might find it out and cause her great pain.
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You may walk and talk and hold my hand, but kissing is a crime,
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I'll not kiss you anymore until next time.
Written by A.P. Carter