I’ve met this pretty, lovely girl,
As blonde as blonde can be,
Her body neat and shapely formed,
For all the boys to see.

A dolly bag was bought for her,
A smile came on her lips,
She really got excited,
And wiggled both her hips.

This sweet young lass is just sixteen,
The boys are bound to swoon,
And wonder what it would be like,
To woo her under the moon.

Some man one day will snatch this lass,
Sharon is her name,
Before that happens one fine day,
She’ll lead them a merry game.