girl arrested, 1920's

don't let her fool you.
she's a criminal.
she's undone the button on her blouse,
and she'll undo you the same.
it's a shame.

she smells like sage.
it's an old trick.
no, i don't think that it is, i think that she's a cook-
boy, no, she's a crook-
and i've seen her down the street-
she's a mage-
she was buying a leg of lamb, wearing an apron, smelling like sage-
she's good with a knife.
-i'd bet my life she's a sweet girl.
you'd risk your life.
for a wife.

but she holds inside her pocket
within a secret locket
the photo of a boy
who always brings her joy
she'll show you if you ask
but no one ever does-