There was a little girl
And she had a little curl
Right in the middle
Of her for'ed

When she was good
She was very very good
But when she was bad
She was horrid

She stood on her head
On her truckle-bed
With no one by her to hinder

She screamed and she squauled [?]
She yelled and she bawled
And banged her heels against the winder.


[This is how I remember it from my "100 Nursery Rhymes" video, but I couldn't find the lyrics like this anywhere through mudcat or even google. Have a feeling my computer may be at fault, there - sorry, if that's the case!]