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.