A 1930 popular song.
Words by Jack Yellen.
Music by Milton Ager.
Sheet music provided by Laurence Rubenstein:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
Oh, say! Can you see
What’s coming down the street
Isn’t that a little honey?
And ain’t she sweet?
Okay! Yes, siree!
Plenty of sex appeal
Now there goes my idea
Of what I call ideal
Chorus
I like her smile, I like her eyes
I like her style, and I like her size
She’s not too thin and not too fat
I like a little girl like that
I like the way she wears her hair
She’s got that something for which I care
And this is what I’m getting at
I like a little girl like that
Ain’t that a gal? By gee, by heck!
I tell you, pal
With me, she’s check and double check
And some day soon when I decide
I’m goin’ to get me a nice young bride
To share that cozy, little flat
I’d like a little girl like that
I’d like a little girl like that
Chorus
When I suggest we see a show
She says, “Why waste all your hard earned dough?
Let’s spend the evening in my flat”
I like a little girl like that
And when I want to treat her swell
And buy her dinner at some hotel
She says, “Let’s try the automat”
I like a little girl like that
They say that she won’t pet, by heck
When she’s with me
Oh, boy! It’s neck and double neck
We sit there with the lights down low
And when it’s late and I want to go
She won’t give up my coat and hat
I like a little girl like that
I like a little girl like that
Sung here by Fred Feild: