It ain't so
Much a question of
Not knowin'
Whut to do
I knowed whut's
Right and wrong
Since I was ten
I heared a lot of
Stories and I
Reckon they are
True
About how girls're
Put upon by men
I know I mustn't
Fall into the pit
But when I'm
With a feller
I fergit
I'm jist a girl who
Cain't say no
I'm in a turrible
Fix
I always say
"Come on let's go"
Jist when I oughta
Say "Nix "
When a person tries
To kiss a girl
I know she outa
Give his face
A smack
But as soon as
Someone kisses me
I somehow sorta
Wanna kiss him back
I'm jist a fool
When lights are low
I cain't be prissy
And quaint
I ain't the type that
C'n faint
How c'n I be
Whut I ain't
I cain't say no
Whut you goin'
To do when a feller
Gits flirty
And starts to talk
Purty
Whut you goin'
To do
S'posin' that he says
That yer lips're like
Cherries or roses
Or berries
Whut you goin'
To do
S'posin' that he says
That you're
Sweeter 'n cream
And he's gotta have
Cream or die
Whut you goin'
To do when he talks
That way spit
In his eye
I'm jist a girl
Who cain't say no
Cain't seem to
Say it at all
I hate to disappoint
A beau
When he is payin'
A call
Fer a while I act
Refined an' cool
A-settin' on my
Velveteen settee
Then I think of that
Ol' golden rule and
Do fer him whut he
Would do fer me
I cain't resist a
Romeo in a
Sombrero 'n' chaps
Soon as I sit in
Their laps somethin'
Inside of me snaps
I cain't say no
I'm jist a fool
When lights are low
I cain't be prissy
And quaint
I ain't the type that
C'n faint
How c'n I be
Whut I ain't
I cain't say no
Whut you goin'
To do when a feller
Gits flirty
And starts to talk
Purty
Whut you goin'
To do
S'posin' that he says
That yer lips're like
Cherries or roses
Or berries
Whut you goin'
To do
S'posin' that he says
That you're
Sweeter 'n cream
And he's gotta have
Cream or die
Whut you goin'
To do when he talks
That way spit
In his eye
I'm jist a girl
Who cain't say no
Kissin's my
Favorite food
With or without the
Mistletoe
I'm in a Holiday
Mood
Other girls are coy
And hard to catch
But other girls
Ain't havin' any fun
Every time I lose
A wrestlin' match
I have a funny
Feelin' that I won
Though I c'n feel
The undertow
I never make a
Complaint
Till it's too late to
Restraint then when
I want to I cain't
I cain't say no