THE Flirtation

Ye dear pretty ladies, Who now in your gay days, So merrily take your diversion, Sure there is no sporting Compar'd unto courting, And having a little flirtation. And having, &c

What tho' now you call, An assembly or ball, A pleasant and sweet recreation; How soon would you treat it, As dull and insipid, Had you not a little flirtation. Had you, &c.

In church or in street, Or wherever you meet, The object of your inclination; Oh! is it not pleasure, Beyond any measure, To have a dear little flirtation. To have, &c.

There's you, and there's you, And there's you, madam too, And there's you, in your sly situation, Tho' you all look so shy, Yet you cannot deny, That you're fond of a little flirtation. That you, &c.