The 20´s were swell
That is what´s thought
All was just goofy
Mind was for naught
The Flappers were peppy
While cake eaters prowl
Surrounded by giggle water
Making things foul
The main drags are full
With belly laughs abound
They’re shouting whoopee
And no flat tires are found
Gold diggers are gliding
With hearts set on riches
They look for a big cheese
That will pay for their britches
Plenty of gatecrashers
Can always be seen
They’re usually ossified
By the end of the scene
There’s a lot of baloney
With events like these
Bound to be a pinch
When nobody sees
Itś the beeś knees
And theyŕe having fun
Their dogs will be barking
When the party is done
The places are swanky
The women are keen
But at the end of the day
The men are just mean