At the club one evening Jones was telling all his pals
How much he hated girls despite their golden curls
“You wouldn’t catch me with a girl, you bet your life” said he
“Girls possess no charms for me”
Then one chap there at Jones began to leer
Picked up his cane and said to him, “Come here”
Chorus
“Hold your hand out naughty boy
Hold your hand out naughty boy
Last night in the pale moonlight
I saw you, I saw you
With a nice girl in the Park
You were strolling full of joy
And you told her you’d never kissed a girl before
Hold your hand out naughty boy.”
Sanctimonious Obadiah to sweetheart May one night
The tale was telling strong, said he, “To flirt is wrong.”
“And am I then the only girl you’ve loved?” said darling May
He replied “Yer, sister, Yer”
Then from beneath the sofa near the fire
Her little brother shouted “Obadiah.”
Chorus
“Hold your hand out naughty boy
Hold your hand out naughty boy
*Last night in the pale moonlight
I saw you, I saw you
With a nice girl in the Park
You were strolling full of joy
And you told her you’d never kissed a girl before
Hold your hand out naughty boy.”
*****