A 1913 popular song.
Words and music by Elsie Janis.
This song mentions an older song, Sweet Genevieve (1869).
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
- You can talk about your ragtimes
And your all night cabarets
You may sing the praise of all the lights
That gleam on old Broadway
And of all the fluffy ruffle girls
That make the life divine
But not one of them can travel
With this little girl of mine
She’s just a little fireside girl
And you may call her slow
But she’s just the kind your mother
Would have liked to have you know
Chorus
She don’t do the bunny hug
Nor dance the Grizzly Bear
She hasn’t learned the Turkey Trot
And somehow she don’t care
For chasing ’round the restaurants
She doesn’t care a fig
She can’t tell a Tango from a Can-can or a Jig
She don’t wave her shoulders
When the band plays “Itchy-koo”
The “Wedding Glide” don’t make her senses whirl
But you bet that she’s right there
On some sweet old fashioned air
Like “Genevieve, sweet Genevieve”
She’s my little Anti-ragtime girl
- There are lots of girls on Broadway
Who have foreign motor cars
And the chorus ladies always have
Much finer ones than stars
But this little girl that I know
Likes the subway or the “El”
And she says that in a little cottage
We are going to dwell
She thinks that moving picture shows
Are absolutely grand
And when they turn the light out
I’m allowed to hold her hand
Sung here by Fred Feild: