I'm just a floozy, an old-fashioned hussy
Trying to kiss you, it hasn't been easy
A lost little puppy dog running away from the pound
Say, break all my bones with a stick and a stone
And don't say a word 'cause it's words that'll hurt
And this lost little baby fox running away from the hounds

Let's say that when they told me you're Russian
How my eyes did widen up, you and Mussorgsky

And ups and downs, and ups and downs
Oh I'm just a floozy, an old-fashioned hussy
And ups and downs, and ups and downs
Me, you, and Mussorgsky could be good

Enough of this fooling, I'm playing for keeps now
Pitching the sheets like a tent on a campout
A lost little baby lamb, hoping that he has been found
Won't you hold my hand through all these ups and downs

And ups and downs, and ups and downs
Oh I'm just a floozy, an old-fashioned hussy
And ups and downs, and ups and downs
Me, you, and Mussorgsky
And ups and downs, and ups and downs
Oh I'm just a floozy, an old-fashioned hussy
And ups and downs, and ups and downs
Me, you, and Mussorgsky
And ups and downs, and ups and downs