Go on Wilde wish please.
Well it's, it's about Jaine.
And what I want from her.
A yower parasol.
And a pink mink shawl.
Warm in her when it's raining.
That's what I want for Jaine
That's what I've got in mind.
A feller with a pipe a respectful type.
Seven feet tall and braiding.
That's what I want for Jaine
Lay off the other kind.
Though things have been tough
And often enough
She tells me that I'm all wet.
That's what I want
That's what I want
That's what I'm hoping to get.
And while we're warm and up
There's a poodle pup
Trotting along beside her
So when the fellers eyed her
They'd know that she's a swell.
And let me see the day
When she'll waltz away
Like there was nothing to it
What would it take to do it.
One little measly well
Whoever's in touch
Please give her that much.
And I will be in your debt.
That's what I want
That's what I want
That's what I'm hoping to get.