Oh Lydia, oh, Lydia, say have you met Lydia Oh, Lydia, the tattooed lady She has eyes that folks adore so And a torso even more so Lydia, oh, Lydia, that encyclopedia Oh, Lydia, the queen of tattoo On her back is the Battle of Waterloo Beside it the Wreck of the Hesperus too And proudly above the waves The Red, White and Blue You can learn a lot from Lydia La la la la la la La la la la la la She can give you a view of the world In tattoo if you step up and tell her where For a dime you can see Kankakee or Paree Or Washington crossing the Delaware La la la la la la La la la la la la Oh, Lydia, oh, Lydia, say have you met Lydia Oh, Lydia, the tattooed lady When her muscles start relaxin' Up the hill comes Andrew Jackson Lydia, oh, Lydia, that encyclopedia Oh, Lydia, the champ of them all For two bits she will do a Mazurka in Jazz With a view of Niagara that no artist has And on a clear day you can see Alcatraz You can learn a lot from Lydia La la la la la la La la la la la la Come along and see Buffalo Bill with his lasso Just a little classic by Mendel Picasso Here is Captain Spaulding exploring the Amazon And Godiva, but with her pajamas on La la la la la la La la la la la la Oh Lydia, oh, Lydia, say have you met Lydia Oh, Lydia, the tattooed lady When she stands, her laps go littler When she sits, she sits on Hitler Lydia, oh, Lydia, that encyclopedia Oh, Lydia, the queen of them all She once swept an Admiral clear off his feet The ships on her hips made his heart skip a beat And now the old boy's in command of the fleet For he went and married Lydia I said Lydia (he said Lydia) I say Lydia (we said Lydia) La la
