Eadie Was A Lady

Maud and mabel seated at a table

Talking over bygone days

Mabel sporty fat and over forty

Said remember edith hayes

Eadie was a sucker for a bottle and glass

But in spite of everything that gal had class

Then one winter she wed a chinese printer

Struck her with refined like ways

But eadie was a lady

Eadie was a lady

Though her past was shady

Though her past was shady

Eadie had class with a capital k

Though her life was merry

Though her life was merry

She had savoir fairey

Talking of savoir fairey

Eadie did things in a ladylike way

She would have a golden toothpick handy

After meals she'd flash it about

Remember how she used to drink her brandy

With her finger sticking well out

For eadie was a lady

Eadie was a lady

Ask p I o'grady

Eadie had class with a capital k