Oh Lydia, oh Lydia
Say, have you met Lydia
Lydia, the tattooed lady
She has eyes that folks adore so
And a torso even more so
Lydia, oh Lydia, that encyclo-pedia
Oh Lydia, the queen of tattoo
On her back is the 'Battle Of Waterloo'
Beside it, the 'wreck Of The Heserus' too
And proudly above it
Waves the red, white and blue
You can learn alot from Lydia
La-la-la...la-la-la
La-la-la...la-la-la
When her robe is unfurled
She will show you the world
If you step up and tell her where
For a dime, you can see Kankakee or Paree
Or Washington, crossing the Delaware
La-la-la...la-la-la
La-la-la...la-la-la
Oh Lydia, oh Lydia
Say, have you met Lydia
Lydia, the tattooed lady
When her muscles start relaxin'
Up the hill comes Andrew Jackson
Lydia, oh Lydia, that encyclo-pedia
Oh Lydia, the queen of them all
For two bits, she will do a mazurka in jazz
With a view of Niagara that nobody has
And on a clear day, you can see Alcatraz
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La-la-la...la-la-la
Come along and see Buffalo Bill with his lasso
Just a little classic by Mendel Picasso
Here is Captain Spaulding exploring the Amazon
Here's Godiva, but with her pajamas on
La-la-la...la-la-la
La-la-la...la-la-la
Here is Grover Whelen, unveilin' the Trilon
Over the west coast we have Treasure Isle-on
Here's Nijinsky a-doin' the rhumba
Here's her social security numba
La-la-la...la-la-la
La-la-la...la-la-la
Lydia oh Lydia, that encyclo-pedia
Oh Lydia, the champ of them all
She once swept an Admiral clear off his feet
The ships on her hips made his heart skip a beat
And now, the old boy's in command of the fleet
For he went and married Lydia
I said Lydia
(He said Lydia)
They said Lydia
We said Lydia, la la
