"Your presence is requested," wrote little Johnny White,
"But with is invitation, there is a stipulation,
When you attend this party, you'll be treated right, but
There's a wild and wooly woman you boys can't invite, now.
You can bring
Pearl, she's a darn nice girl, but don't bring Lulu. You can bring Rose
with the turned up nose, but don't bring Lulu. Lulu always wants
to do, what we boys don't want her to, When she struts
her stuff around, London bridge is falling down, You can bring cake
or Porterhouse steak, but don't bring Lulu. Lulu gets blue and
she goes cuckoo like the clock on the shelf, She's the kind of
smartie who breaks up every party, Hullabaloo loo,
don't bring Lulu, I'll bring her myself.
We all went to the party, real hi-toned affair,
Then along came Lulu, wild as any Zulu,
She started into Charleston, and how the boys did stare, but
When she did the hula-hula, then she got the air, now.
You can bring Nan
with the old dead-pan, but don't bring Lulu. You can bring Tess
with her "no" and "yes", but don't bring Lulu. Lulu has the
reddest hair, Redder here and redder there. How can we boys
keep our head, Bulls go wild when they see red. You can bring peas
and crullers and cheese, but Don't Bring Lulu. Give her two beers
and she tears portiers, and she throws cups off the shelf. When she loves
with feeling, The boys all hit the ceiling, Hullabaloo loo,
Don't Bring Lulu, She'll come here herself!