Lydia, the Tattooed Lady

                                  Lydia, oh! Lydia, say have you met Lydia

Oh! Lydia, the tattooed lady

She has eyes that folks adore so

And a torso even more so

Lydia, oh! Lydia, that "Encyclopedia" 

Oh! Lydia, the Queen of tattoo

On her back is the Battle of Waterloo

Beside it the Wreck of the Hesperus too

And proudly above the waves 

The Red, White and Blue

You can learn a lot from Lydia

 

She can give you a view of the world 

In tattoo if you step up and tell her where

For a dime  you can see Kankakee or Paree

Or Washington crossing the Delaware

 

Oh! Lydia, oh! Lydia, say have you met  Lydia

Oh! Lydia, the tattooed lady

When her muscles start relaxin'

Up the hill comes Andrew Jackson

Lydia, oh! Lydia, that "Encyclopedia" 

Oh! Lydia, the champ of them all

 

For two bits she will do a Mazurka in Jazz

With a view of Niag'ra that no artist has

And on a clear day you can see Alcatraz

You can learn a lot from Lydia. 

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Come along and see Buff'lo Bill with his lasso

Just a little classic by Mendel Picasso

Here is Captain Spaulding exploring the Amazon

And Godiva, but with her pajamas on

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Here is Grover Whalen unveilin' the Trylon

Over on the west coast we have Treasure Islan'

Here's Nijinsky a doin' the Rhumba

Here's her Social Security numba

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Lydia, oh! Lydia, say have you met Lydia

Oh! Lydia, the champ of them all

She once swept an Admiral clear off his feet

The ships on her hips made his heart skip a beat

And now the old boy's in command of the fleet