Arabella is a perfect prize;
Arabella has such dreamy eyes;
Almost sets me crazy,
When I see her smile;
Arabella owns the largest part
Of this lonesome little darkeys heart;
I am dreaming of my sweet one all the while,
Oh! what pleasure when I'm with my treasure,
Walking long the street each day;
Can't help lovin' her;
Turtle dovin' her;
While I softly say:
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"Arabella, won't you be my queen of hearts?"
Arabella's eyes they shine like Cupid's darts!
"Won't you tell me, Arabella, that you have no other fellow--
Arabella, I love you!"
Arabella hasn't answered yet;
Arabella is a born coquette;
Always keeps me guessing,
What she going to say;
Arabella has another beau;
Nigger waiter with a pile of dough;
Wish that he was some place very far away!
When I worry, she says:"What's your hurry?
Can't you wait till bye and bye?"
I can't hesitate; let the waiter wait;
Then I sadly sigh: