Wimmin Aaah!

Lyric: Bud Green
Music: Harry Warren & Dan Dougherty
Year: 1926
Original publisher: Shapiro, Bernstein & Co., Inc.

Verse 1:

Yesterday I saw a fellow in a padded cell,
He looked just as sane as he could be.
When I asked how he got there, he really couldn't tell,
So, I thought I'd solve the mystery.
I spoke to him, and oh, how wild he seemed,
But when I mentioned, "Wimmin," he just screamed:

Chorus 1:

Wimmin, aaah!
Wimmin, aaah!
That's the only cause of my despair.
Wimmin, aaah!
Wimmin, aaah!
Pardon me, I'll have to tear my hair, there!
I never cut out paper dollies in bed,
My mother never let me fall on my head;
It wasn't liquor, no!
Money, no!
But wimmin, wimmin, wimmin, wimmin, aaah!

Chorus 2:

Wimmin, aaah!
Wimmin, aaah!
They're the ones that put me on the bum.
Wimmin, aaah!
Wimmin, aaah!
They've got me so, can't even grab my thumb.
My brain was perfect when I came out of school,
I don't remember being kicked by a mule;
It wasn't golfing, no!
Night clubs, no!
But wimmin, wimmin, wimmin, wimmin, aaah!

Verse 2:

There were lots of other fellows right next door to him,
And I looked 'em over, ev'ryone.
Though their names were common ones like Joe and Jack and Jim,
They all called themselves Napoleon.
At ten o'clock each night when all was well,
They'd form a ring and then begin to yell:

[Choruses]