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He saw her in her bathing suit,
As she lay upon the golden sand,
She said, "I suppose that you're admiring
My arms and legs because they're tanned.
But there's parts of me that you can't see,
And they're all white, old thing."
He said, "I bet they're better than all white--
I'll bet they're absowutely wavishing!"

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She brought her ma as chaperone, 'cause you know what people say,
A girl's not safe all on her own, on the beach at San Tropez.

She showed him a snap of her,
He said, "That bare midrif's not very chaste,"
She said, "That's not a bare midrif,
That's Jack's bare arm around my waist."
He put his glasses on and then,
He stared at the snap a little more.
Then he said, "I knew I'd never seen you
Wear a wristwatch there before."

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Very soon they were but friends,
And one day he taught her how to swim,
First the breast stroke then the crawl,
While she clung on tight to him.
Then Mama came down the promenade,
She saw them and cried, "Oh dearie me!
If you're going to carry on like that
You'd better both go into the sea."

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Ma said, "Now you're 17,
It is time you knew what's what,"
So they talked about the facts of life
And her mother learned an awful lot.
She said, "Never let him in your room,"
She remembered what Mama had said,
And she never let him in her room,
She went along to his instead.

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And so mama sent her home,
For she feared that she might go astray,
Then one day she got a note
From her boy in San Tropez.
But the contents of the note he wrote
Made her feel so very sad,
He said, "Today I married your mama,
Yours with fond affection, Dad."

So all you lovely British girls,
Listen carefully to what I say,
Bring your sister, not mama,
When you come to San Tropez.