When most guys today that women prize today
'Stead of landing on Plymouth Rock
In olden days a glimpse of stocking
Anything goes
Was looked on as something shocking
And good's bad today
When they landed on Plymouth Rock
I know that you're bound to answer
And black's white today
Now only use four letter words writing prose
Now heaven knows, anything goes
Good authors too who once knew better words
Since the Puritans got a shock
And day's night today
Plymouth Rock would land on them
Are just silly gigolos
The world has gone mad today
So though I'm not a great romancer
If today, any shock they should try to stem