Lydia, the Tattoed Lady (E.Y. Harburg) Oh Lydia, Oh Lydia Now have you met Lydia Lydia the tattooed lady She has muscles men adore-so And a torso even more-so Oh, Lydia, Oh Lydia Now have you met Lydia Lydia the queen of tattoo On her back is the battle of Waterloo Beside it the wreck of the Hesperus too and proudly above waves the red white and blue You can learn a lot from Lydia There's Grover Walen unveilin' the Trylon Over on the West Coast we have Treasure Island There's Captain Spaulding exploring the Amazon And Lady Godiva--but with her pajamas on She can give you a view of the world in tattoo If you step up and tell her where Mon Paree, Kankakee, even Perth by the sea Or of Washington crossing the Delaware. Oh Lydia, Oh Lydia, now have you met Lydia Lydia the queen of them all She has a view of Niagara which nobody has And Basin Street known as the birthplace of jazz And on a clear day you can see Alcatraz! You can learn a lot from Lydia! --Lydia the queen of tattoo! Lydia, oh Lydia, have you met Lydia, the queen of them all! She once knocked an admiral off of his feet, The ships on her hips made his heart skip a beat. And now the old man is in command of the fleet, For he went and married Lydia!
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