Thou swell, thou witty, thou sweet, thou grand
Wouldst kiss me, pretty? Wouldst hold my hand?
Both thine eyes are cute too–what they do to me
Hear me holler; I choose a sweet Lollapaloosa in thee

I'd feel so rich in a hut for two
Two rooms and kitchen I'm sure would do
Give me just a plot of, not a lot of land
And thou swell, thou witty, thou grand