Mott Street, 449
Copyright, 1882, by E. H. Harding. Published by permission.
Mott Street, 449.
You see that I’m a ladies’ man,
The girls get stuck on my clothes,
It costs ten thousand dollars a year
To color up my nose;
Some people think that I’m Vanderbilt,
And on Fifth Avenue dwell,
The ladies buy the photograph
Of Paddy, the dandy swell.
I move in the best society,
That’s in the County Jail:
French brandy and champagne, too,
I guzzle by the pail;
Among the Wall street “Bulls and Bears,”
My stocks and bonds I sell;
I draw checks on a sand bank,
For I am, boys, the dandy swell.
H. J. Wehman, Song Publisher, 50 Chatham St., New York.