All The Girls Are Lovely by The Seaside
Words by Worton David & Bert Lee Music by Harry Fragson

Every Girl You Must Confess
Has an attraction more or less
Tho' Beauty is often a snare
Many a girlie gains renown
For a complexion up in town
That comes of with her back hair
But if you want to find a spot
Where all the girls what what
Are seen at their best well dressed
Trotting round about
Come along where the breezes blow
Off to the briny we must go
And you'll find without a doubt
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All the Girls are lovely by the seaside
All the Girls are lovely by the sea
When they're strolling down beside the ocean
The ocean what a commotion
All the Girls are lovely by the seaside
With their curls and bits of drapery
See those darlings trip along
Every one is going strong
Watch the mixing with the throng
Some are lean and rather long
Some are fat and “Em-bong-pong”
Pick were you like you can't go wrong
There all lovely by the sea
All the sea

Giddy Gustave and Blanche Marie
Tired of life in Gay Paree
To Ostend decided to go
Meant to enjoy the nice fresh air
Also the lovely bathing there
The bathing was mixed and so
He took Marie into the sea
Among the girls he bobbed with glee
And oh what a time real Prime
Till a french man there
Suddenly cried you young pup
That's the wrong girl you're holding up
Gustave shouted I don't care


Chorus
All the Girls are lovely by the seaside
All the Girls are lovely by the sea
When they're strolling down beside the ocean
The ocean what a commotion
All the Girls are lovely by the seaside
With their curls and bits of drapery
Frenchy girls with eyes of blue
Give the”goo-goo” eyes to you
You give them the glad eye too
Then with a smile that runs clear thru
They ask you if they parle vous
Or whether you don't or whether you do
There all lovely by the sea
All the sea

Little Miss Maud from Brighton Pier
Out on a Yacht with Lord Devere
Went sailing a shilling an hour
Terrible storms began to break
Little Miss Maud began to quake
As down came an awful shower
Her hair soon lost its curly wave
Her lunch began to disbehave
As over the rail quite pale
She hung like a wreck
Then as her face turned degrees
The colour of Gorgonzola cheese
Someone shouted from the deck

Chorus
All the Girls are lovely by the seaside
All the Girls are lovely by the sea
When they're strolling down beside the ocean
The ocean what a commotion
All the Girls are lovely by the seaside
With their curls and bits of drapery
On the pier out of sight
Then you spoon some girl in white
She cries Georgie hold me tight
And though her face in broad day light
Would give a chimpanzee a fright
With a bit of luck and a foggy night
There all lovely by the sea
All the sea