  This way and that way, one, two, three. Come if you want a dance to see; With his chubby hands on his dress so blue, See what a baby boy can do. One foot up and one foot down; See him try to smile and frown; He would look better, I do declare, With some more teeth and a little more hair. One, two, three, chick-a-dee-dee! This I take the fact to be, That there never was, on sea nor shore, Such a queer little dance as this before! |
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