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THE GRADUATE'S SONG
It's I that is a bachelor, though married to the Muse,
I talks with all the gentlefolks, and flirts with all the blues;
It's I that looks as knowing now as any body can,
For once I was a Sophomore, but now I am a man.
I talks with all the gentlefolks, and flirts with all the blues;
It's I that looks as knowing now as any body can,
For once I was a Sophomore, but now I am a man.
I quotes the ancient classicals, I knows the newest tunes,
I wears a coat that's elegant, and stripéd pantaloons;
It's I that has the shiny boots, and sports the spotted gills,
It's I that drinks the Burgundy, and never pays my bills.
I wears a coat that's elegant, and stripéd pantaloons;
It's I that has the shiny boots, and sports the spotted gills,
It's I that drinks the Burgundy, and never pays my bills.
I keeps a little puppy dog, I has a little cane,
I beaus the pretty virgins out and beaus them home again;
It's I that pins their handkerchiefs, it's I that ties their shoes,
It's I that goes a shopping for to tell them what to choose.
I beaus the pretty virgins out and beaus them home again;
It's I that pins their handkerchiefs, it's I that ties their shoes,
It's I that goes a shopping for to tell them what to choose.
Who should it be, of all the world, who should it be but I,
That writes the pretty poetry what makes the women cry?
I sees the people stare at me, because I looks so fine,
I loves the fat old grocer men, what asks me out to dine.
That writes the pretty poetry what makes the women cry?
I sees the people stare at me, because I looks so fine,
I loves the fat old grocer men, what asks me out to dine.
I knows a little Latin stuff and half a line of Greek,
My barber is a Frencher man, he taught me how to speak;
It's I that makes the morning calls, it's I goes out to tea,
O dear! you never saw a man one half so cute as me.
My barber is a Frencher man, he taught me how to speak;
It's I that makes the morning calls, it's I goes out to tea,
O dear! you never saw a man one half so cute as me.
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