I just saw a maniac, maniac, maniac,
Wild, and tearing his hair,
Jumping like a Jumpin' Jack,
Jumpin' Jack, Jumpin' Jack,
Child, you should have been there,
Laughed so loud I thought that I would cave in,
When I heard that silly, daffy-dilly ravin':
Chorus:
Five foot two, eyes of blue,
But oh! what those five foot could do,
Has anybody seen my girl?
Turned up nose, turned down hose,
Flapper, yes sir, one of those.
Has anybody seen my girl?
Now if you run into a five foot two,
Covered with fur,
Diamond rings and all those things,
Betcha' life it's not her.
Could she love, would she, could she coo,
Has anybody seen my girl?
Love made him a lunatic, lunatic, lunatic,
Gee! he hollered and cried,
Like a monkey on a stick,
On a stick, on a stick,
He was fit to be tied.
When we asked him for his wife's description,
He just answered all of us with this conniption:
Chorus:
Five foot two, eyes of blue,
But oh! what those five foot could do,
Has anybody seen my girl?
Turned up nose, turned down hose,
Flapper, yes sir, one of those.
Has anybody seen my girl?
Now if you run into a five foot two,
Covered with fur,
Diamond rings and all those things,
Betcha' life it's not her.
Could she love, would she, could she coo,
Has anybody seen my girl?
