A popular song from 1915.
Words by Grant Clark and Joe Mc Carthy.
Music by Jimmie V. Monaco.
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
- Little Marjorie
Hard working girl was she
She met a nice young fellow
As charming as could be
At sight they loved each other
On air they seemed to float
Instead of asking mother
She sat right down and wrote
Chorus
“Oh, Beatrice Fairfax, what shall I do?
I want the bare facts, the truth from you
I have a nice young sweetheart
The best a girl could get
Although he’s always teasing
He hasn’t kissed me yet
Oh, darling Beatrice, it’s up to you
So print my answer, kindly do
He takes me out to dances
Now should I take those chances?
Beatrice, Beatrice, tell me what to do”
- Ev’ry single night
A perfumed note she’d write
She’d ask a million questions
But still she was polite
He’d cut such funny capers
Her mind was so upset
That lovelorn on the papers
These little notes would get
Chorus
“Oh, Beatrice Fairfax, what shall I do?
I wat the bare facts, the truth from you
I have a nice young sweetheart
He is a darling chap
He doesn’t care for fat girls
‘Cause they roll off his lap
Oh, darling Beatrice, it’s up to you
So print my answer, kindly do
Pa said, that he’s a loafer
But I know he’s a chauffeur
Beatrice, Beatrice, tell me what to do”
Chorus
“Oh, Beatrice Fairfax, what shall I do?
I wat the bare facts, the truth from you
I have a nice young sweetheart
He is a darling chap
He doesn’t care for fat girls
‘Cause they roll off his lap
Oh, darling Beatrice, it’s up to you
So print my answer, kindly do
To church I tried to get him
He says, his wife won’t let him
Beatrice, Beatrice, tell me what to do”
Sung here by Laurence Rubenstein: