Melody: Battle Hymn of the Republic

She wears her silk pajamas in the summer when it’s hot,
She wears her woolen nightie in the winter when it’s not,
But later in the springtime, and early in the fall,
She lays between the lily-white sheets with nothing on at all.

Oh Sir Jasper do not touch me !
Oh Sir Jasper do not touch me !
Oh Sir Jasper do not touch me !
As she lay between the lily white sheets with nothing on at all.

Oh Sir Jasper do not touch !
Oh Sir Jasper do not touch !
Oh Sir Jasper do not touch !
As she lay between the lily white sheets with nothing on at all.

Oh Sir Jasper do not !
Oh Sir Jasper do not !
Oh Sir Jasper do not !
As she lay between the lily white sheets with nothing on at all.

Oh Sir Jasper do !
Oh Sir Jasper do !
Oh Sir Jasper do !
As she lay between the lily white sheets with nothing on at all.

Oh Sir Jasper !
Oh Sir Jasper !
Oh Sir Jasper !
As she lay between the lily white sheets with nothing on at all.

Oh Sir !
Oh Sir !
Oh Sir !
As she lay between the lily white sheets with nothing on at all.

Oh !
Oh !
Oh !
As she lay between the lily white sheets with nothing on at all.

She’s a most immoral lady,
She’s a most immoral lady,
She’s a most immoral lady,
And she lay between the lily-white sheets with nothing on at all.