In My Own Little Corner

I'm as mild and as meek as a mouse When I hear a command I obey. But I know of a spot in my house Where no one can stand in my way. In my own little corner In my own little chair I can be whatever I want to be. On the wings of my fancy I can fly anywhere And the world will Open its arms to me. I'm a young Norwegian Princess or a milkmaid I'm the greatest prima donna in Milan I'm an heiress who has always Had her silk made By her own flock Of silkworms in Japan I'm a girl men go mad for Love's a game I can play with Cool and confident kind of air. Just as long as I stay In my own little corner All alone in my own little chair. I can be whatever I want to be. I'm a slave from Calcutta I'm a queen in Peru. I'm a mermaid dancing upon the sea I'm a huntress on an African safari It's a dangerous type of sport And yet it's fun In the night I sally forth To seek my quarry And I find I forgot to bring my gun. I am lost in the jungle All alone and unarmed When I meet a lioness in her lair Then I'm glad to be back In my own little corner, All alone in my own little chair.