You're the sitting pretty thing You are a young girl, what a pityYou are slightly plump and 53, next SundaySexy gowns of satin Tied around your waistYou look so fat in, nose up in the air You think they stare, they're laughingBut madame, don't you see You're just past the age of 23You can't swing like you used to But when you order, when you orderAnd the shop won't let you eat them Raspberry jam and trickle, you delete themYou are gaining weight, your corsets break Around youBut madame, don't you see You're just past the age of 23You can't swing like you used to But when you order, when you orderAnd sexy gowns of satin Tied around your waistYou look so fat in, nose up in the air You think they stare, they're laughingBut madame, don't you see You're just past the age of 23