By Charles C. Walts.
I want a Cave-man rugged and tough
To bite my neck and treat me rough.
To hold me whether I screech or bluff;
Me for the Cave-man stuff!
I want a Cave-man who can pick me up,
Slam me around like an ornery pup,
Out of his hand I would eat and sup--
Me for the Cave-man stuff!
I want a Cave-man when I’ve the blues
To take me and shake me out of my shoes,
To swear by note in lurid hues--
Me for the Cave-man stuff.
I want a Cave-man just for luck,
I’ll not be any sissy’s “duck,”
I’m no “honey” or any such truck--
Me for the Cave-man stuff!
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