In a circus I a Ringmaster am
            Master am!
            Master am!
They say I'm a dandy, I know I'm a clam.
            I've given myself to a flirt.
As in the ring she tumbled
            So cute, so slim, so pert.
My heart—my how it stumbled.
            I've fallen in love with a skirt.

CHORUS

As round the ring she skips
Doing her flopperty flips,
            She's one dandy ace
With a smile on her face
In spite of her dropsical hips.
            Dropsical hips,
            Dropsical hips. Har har!

The Lady's name is Mademoiselle,
            Mademoiselle
            Se El Estelle
Her proper name is Nancy Bell.
            McDermody De Lorme
She really is so graceful,
            She's taken the town by storm.
You'll always find the place full
            When she is to perform.

CHORUS

As round the ring she skips
Doing her flopperty flips,
            She's one dandy ace
            With a smile on her face
In spite of her dropsical hips.
            Dropsical hips.
            Dropsical hips. Har har!

Fill up the glass and give me a drink.
            Give me a drink!
            Give me a drink!
My sweet heart put me on the blink,
            And now I'm on the bum.
While in the tent I tarried
            She treated me like scum
She ran away and married
            The fellow that beat the drum.

CHORUS

As round the ring she skips,
Doing her flopperty flips
            She's one dandy ace
            With a smile on her face
In spite of her dropsical hips.
            Dropsical hips,
            Dropsical hips. Har har!

The monkey she married is full of bugs,
            Full of bugs!
            Full of bugs!
One measly fellow addicted to drugs,
            He only has one leg.
And yet she loves that lazy
            Black son of a gun of a yegg.
You bet, she is one daisy,
            Loving that rotten egg.

CHORUS

As round the ring she skips,
Doing her flopperty flips
            She's one dandy ace
With a smile on her face
            In spite of her dropsical hips.
Dropsical hips
Dropsical hips. Har har!

She wanted me to go to the Devil.
            Go to the Devil!
            Go to the Devil!
Instead of the Devil I'm quite on the level
            Snapping my jumble jigs.
Now let the loving twain dive,
            Deep in their sticky figs.
May Nancy and her swain thrive,
            Happy as little pigs.

CHORUS

As round the ring she skips
Doing her flopperty flips,
            She's one dandy ace
            With a smile on her face
In spite of her dropsical hips.
Dropsical hips.
Dropsical hips. Har har!

NOTE—The words "Har har" at end of each chorus are meant to represent the chords of a ukelele.

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