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;
 [bad word] and laughter,
But [bad word] after?
Nobody knows!
You're weaving love into a mad jazz pattern, [bad word] by Pantaloon,
Poor little rich girl,
Don't drop a stitch too soon!