Oh ye my petite
Your golden brown shirleyless face
Magnetise I to you
Your milk-white eyes brighten my
heart
Your fairy voice my best melody
Your velvet lips need no stick
Your thirty-two brighter than diamond
Arabian damsels envy your hair
Oh ye my petite
Your hospitality simplicity
Tenderness plus beauty
Glue I to you”
But away
Far away you seem to be
From my loving arms
Oh ye my petite
My portable petite
To have you it seems
Like swimming the atlantic