Dear little girl, they call you a Vamp
A flapper with up-to-date ways
You may shine brightly but just like a lamp
You'll burn out one of these days
Then your old-fashioned sister will come into view
With a husband and kiddies, but what about you?

You're the kind of a girl that men forget
Just a toy to enjoy for awhile
For when men settle down
They always get an old-fashioned girl
With an old-fashioned smile
And you'll soon realize you're not so wise
When the years bring you tears of regret
When they play "Here Comes The Bride"
You'll stand outside
Just a girl that men forget

Wallflower girl, now dry all those tears
For you won't be left all alone
Some day you'll find yourself upon a throne
Queen of a sweet little home
And you gay little flapper, you'll live and you'll learn
When you've gone down the pathway that has no return