"Oh where are you going, my pretty little dear?
for the curfew is long past and the hallway should be clear?"
"I'm going a-snacking, kind Sir" she answered me
"For I had to skip my dinner for a sassy sneer."

"Suppose I were to spank you, my naughty little dear
till your bottom was pink and your eye dripped a tear?"
"Oh no Sir, Please no sir, not that" she answered me
"For it's standing in the corner makes the bad girls fear."

"Suppose I were to paddle you, my naughty little dear,
and the hard wood would raise quite a blush on your rear?"
"Oh no Sir, Please no sir, not that" she answered me
"For it's standing in the corner makes the bad girls fear."

"Suppose I were to strap you, my naughty little dear,
and the leather left marks that were bright red and clear?"
"Oh no Sir, Please no sir, not that" she answered me
"For it's standing in the corner makes the bad girls fear."

"Suppose I were to switch you, my naughty little dear,
and the hot narrow weals would both burn and sear?"
"Oh no Sir, Please no sir, not that" she answered me
"For it's standing in the corner makes the bad girls fear."

"Suppose I were to birch you, my naughty little dear,
and the sharp twigs would make beads of blood to appear?"
"Oh no Sir, Please no sir, not that" she answered me
"For it's standing in the corner makes the bad girls fear."

"Oh but you've been a bad girl, my naughty little dear,
and must be bwell-punished, whatever you may fear!"
"What use a smarting bottom, when shame has not been tried?
For it's standing in the corner makes the bad girls fear."

"Oh then you shall be shamed well, my naughty little dear,
Your bottom strapped bright red, then in corner will appear
So the penalty for curfew-break, your friends they all will see
You'll be standing in the corner, as the bad girls fear!"