New York Girls

As I rolled down on South Street A woman I did meet She asked me just to see her home She lived on 14th street And away you sally My dear Annie Oh! you New York Girls Can you dance the polka? And when I got to 14th street We stopped at No 4 Her mother and her sister came To greet us at the door And when we got inside the house The drink was handed round The liquor came so strong and quick My head went round and round When I woke up next morning I had an aching head I found myself stark naked And all alone in bed My gold watch and my money And my lady-friend were gone There was I without a stitch Or cent to call my own So look out all young sailors Watch your step on shore You'll have to be up early to be Smarter than a whore Your hard-earned cash will disappear Your hat and boots as well For New York Girls are tougher than The other side of hell!