Gertie Reports Glory of Lazy Eye
Here he comes now the dance hall girls said.
When he comes to town, someone ends up dead.
We call him Lazy Eye, but he is a Jeckle and Hyde.
Some ran into the saloon to cower inside.
He walked with a strut that made the girls swoon.
He came in wearing a hat that glowed in the moon.
He ordered a whiskey and showed off his enormous gun.
He looks pretty willing and ready for fun!
This was said by Easy Go Gertie. She was quite the looker.
She was pretty innocent too for a three-dollar-hooker.
She took Lazy-Eye upstairs for a little bedtime romp.
We heard the bed jump, hop, swivel and stomp.
The rest of us lined up to hear the rest of the story.
Gertie came down the stairs and raved about his glory.
Now when Lazy-Eye comes to town at night
We all line up, and there is a girly brawl fight.
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