CHORUS: I'm a lady policeman, ever so ladylike, ever so ladylike, ta-rah-rah.
When I draw my truncheon, nobody gets the spike, ever so ladylike, ta-rah-rah.
Every night at ten I go on my beat. All the naughty men say tweet, tweet, tweet.
I'm a lady policeman, ever so ladylike, ever so ladylike, ta-rah-rah.

Up to Monday morning last I never learned a job.
In honest work I'd been afraid to stay.
As I went to draw my dole, that amazing bloke
Accosted me in such a charming way.
He said, "you're built to be a lady cop,"
And there and then the barber cut my mop.

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I'm o'fay with every manly copper that I meet.
I tips the wink as long as it's OK.
I adore cat burglars 'cause they're light upon their feet.
I never give cat burglars away.
I love to stroke their lovely prickly fur.
I stroke and stroke and stroke until they purr.

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Mal Waite recorded this song on an album called "By Request" (1987) and it's credited to a Raymond Wallace. In the notes she states that she heard the song on an old 78 by Betty Bolton