I never kissed a man before

Oh, isn't that a shame?

I never kissed a man before,

Before I knew his name



I never had a taste for wine

Oh, isn't that a sin?

I never had a taste for wine

For wine can't compare with gin



It's nice as nice can be

My faith is at last restored

To find that vice can be

Its own reward



I always go to bed at ten

Oh, isn't that a bore?

I always go to bed at ten

And then, I go home at four