Kissing Is Crime

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I know a little girl and I want her for my wife
She’s pretty and sweet neat little feet and never been kissed in her life
You can ask her for a kiss she said oh what a bore
Every time she bows and declares she’ll never do so anymore
   
   Born to be a better girl and never kiss again
   Afraid my ma might find it out and cause her great pain
   You may walk and talk and hold my hand but kissing is a crime
   I’ll not kiss you anymore until next time

I called at her house one night but I didn’t intend to stay
She laid her head on my shoulder and said the old folks are away
I kissed her a dozen times and someone came to the door
Every time she bowed and declared she’d never do so anymore

She’ll see you too the door kiss and then goodnight
Every time she bows and declares she’ll never do so any more