New York Girls

[Intro]
Ah-ah, ah-ah
Ah, ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah
Ah, ah-ah

[Verse 1]
Shipmates, listen unto me
I'll tell you in my song
Of the things that happened to me
When I come home from Hong Kong

[Chorus]
To me, where's Sandy?
My dear Annie?
Oh, you New York girls
Can't you dance the polka?

[Verse 2]
As I walked down to Chatham Street
A fair maid I did meet
She asked me, please, to see her home
She lived on Bleecker Street

[Verse 3]
Now, if you'll only come with me
You can have a treat
You can have a glass of brandy
And something nice to eat

[Chorus]
To me, where's Sandy?
My dear Annie?
Oh, you New York girls
Can't you dance the polka?

[Verse 4]
Before we sat down to eat
We had several drinks
The liquor was so awful strong
I quickly fell asleep

[Chorus]
To me, where's Sandy?
My dear Annie?
Oh, you New York girls
Can't you dance the polka?

[Verse 5]
When I awoke next mornin'
I had an achin' head
My gold watch and my pocketbook
And the lady friend had fled

[Verse 6]
Now, lookin' 'round this little room
Nothin' could I see
But a woman's shoes and apron
Which now belonged to me

[Chorus]
To me, where's Sandy?
My dear Annie?
Oh, you New York girls
Can't you dance the polka?

[Verse 7]
Now, dressed in a lady's apron
I wandered most forlorn
'Til Martin Churchill took me in
And he sent me 'round Cape Horn

[Chorus]
To me, where's Sandy?
My dear Annie?
Oh, you New York girls
Can't you dance the polka?

[Outro]
Wunnerful, wunnerful
And thank you very much