Oh, little girl be more alert.
The wind is playing with your skirt
And flashing thighs that love to flirt.

Your slender legs are smooth and fair;
Your lovely knees, a perfect pair;
You show them off without a care.

I see your eyes are brightly blue.
I know that I am in love with you,
But you are young and quite taboo.

If three score years I could erase,
Your lovely form I might embrace
And softly kiss your smiling face.

And now the wind blows anew.
Your underpants play peekaboo.
But none of this bothers you.

You face the breeze with open arms.
The naughty wind displays your charms.
Your joyful youth sets off alarms.

And now you start to whirl about,
So your skirt turns inside out.
You are a beauty, there is no doubt.

While you're bouncing to and fro,
I'll enjoy your little show,
Because tomorrow I must go.

Oh, little girl be more alert.
The wind is playing with your skirt
And flashing thighs that love to flirt.