You're only a baby
You're lonely, and maybe
Someday soon you'll know
The tears you are tasting
Are years 
You are wasting,
Life's a bitter foe,
With fate it's no use competing
Youth is so terribly fleeting;
By dancing 
Much faster,
You're chancing 
Disaster
Time alone will show.

The role you are acting,
The toll is exacting,
Soon you’ll have to pay.
The music of living.
You lose in the giving,
False things soon decay.
These words from me may surprise you,
I’ve got no right to advise you,
I’ve know life too well, dear,
Your own life must tell, dear,
Please don’t turn away.

Poor little rich girl, 
You're a bewitched girl,
Better beware!
Laughing at danger, 
Virtue a stranger,
Better take care!
The life you lead sets all your nerves a jangle,
You love affairs are in a hopeless tangle,
Though you're a child, dear,
Your life's a wild typhoon,
In lives of leisure, 
The craze for pleasure
Steadily grows,
Cocktails and laughter, 
But what comes after?
Nobody knows.
You're weaving love into a mad jazz pattern,
Ruled by Pantaloon.
Poor little rich girl, don’t drop a stitch too soon.