Verse:

I've just finished writing an advertisement

Calling for a boy.

No half-hearted Romeo or flirt is meant;

That's the kind I'd not employ.

Though anybody interested can apply,

He must know a thing to qualify.

For instance:

Refrain 1:

Teddy:

He must be able to dance.

he must make life a romance.

I said a boy wanted,

One who can smile;

Boy wanted,

Lovable style.

He must be tender and true,

And he must know how to woo.

I know we'll get acquainted mighty soon,

Out in a garden 'neath a harvest moon;

And if he proves to be the right little laddie,

I'll make him glad

He'll answer my ad!

Refrain 2:

Toots:

To be the boy of my choice,

He needn't own a Rolls Royce.

The kind of boy wanted*

Needn't have gold;

Boy wanted,

Mustn't be cold.

If he has oodles of charm,

I'll even life on a farm.

if he fits into my picture of a home,

I'll be so nice he'll never have to roam.**

Yes, if he proves to be the right little laddie,

I'll make him glad

He answered my ad.

Refrain 3:

Babe:

He must like musical shows,

And he must wear snappy clothes.

Yes, that is my story,

And to it I'll stick;

There's no glory

In having a hick.

He must know how to say "Yes!"***

When I look at a new dress.

Oh, I'll be ready when the right one calls,

And I'll start vamping him until he falls;

And if he subsidises me, oh, sweet daddy!

I'll make him glad

He answered my ad!

Refrain 4:

Bunny:

The movies he must avoid,

He'll know his Nietzsche and Freud.

I said a boy wanted,

One who knows books;

Boy wanted

Needn't have looks.

He must be such a saint,

But, Oh! he dassent say 'ain't.'

I don't care if his bankroll totals naught,

For we can live on love and food for thought.

If he's a scholar, when I see him I'll holler,

'My lad, I'm glad

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