[AMY]
Charley's a nice boy, a dear boy
A sweet boy, a fine boy
A good boy, through and through

Charley's a nice boy, a dear boy
A sweet boy, a fine boy
So loyal and so true

I am his one girl, the one girl
The one girl, the one girl
No other can replace

But when my Charley's far from me
I'm content as I can be
Just to close my eyes
And picture his face
And picture his face
And picture—

[AMY, spoken]
Picture!

[AMY]
That picture, that picture
That picture of that woman
That picture of that woman
On the piano in his room
That picture, that picture
That picture of that woman
Wearing tights
And a vulgar ostrich plumе!

That woman, that woman
That hussy of a woman
That woman in the picture
That woman in his room
Oh, the shock of it
A woman in his room!

That woman, that woman
I wondеr if he's kissed her?
I wonder if he's kissed her?

[AMY, spoken]
Oh, of course I'm such a fool

[AMY]
She's probably his sister
Just a photograph taken at a masquerade
What a terrible, terrible mistake I've made

Charley's a nice boy, a dear boy
A sweet boy, a fine boy
A good boy, through and through
I shall be patiently waiting
When Charley returns from that urgent
Rendezvous

[AMY, spoken]
Rendezvous
That's a French word!
I've seen it in a novel
Meaning—

[AMY]
That woman, that woman
I know he's with that woman
I'm sure he's with that woman
On the piano in his room

That woman, that woman
That monster of a woman's
Cast a spell over my intended groom

It's ended, all ended
They're up there sweetly sighing
And I thought love undying
Had just begun to bloom
Oh, the shame of it!
A woman in his— *Crying*