Tiddle‐Dee Winks Songtext
von Billy Murray

Lived a country maiden
Brains not overladen
No one home upstairs, you see

Folks said she was foolish
Born to be unrulish
They named her Silly Tiddledy

But she grew up pretty
Came down to the city
Now she′s made an awful hit

Men all follow after
Filled with joy and laughter
Her secret, this is it

Tiddly winks, Tiddly winks
Tiddly winks at all the men
A naughty little wink and then


She's very shy and droops her eye again
And then
Tiddly thinks, Tiddly thinks
Tiddly thinks no one can see
But she′s not fooling
Herself, nor you, nor me
For secretly

Tiddly drinks, Tiddly drinks
Tiddly drinks a cup of tea
Oh so very modestly
She'll sip a cup of amber mystery
Then she
Tiddly blinks, Tiddly blinks
Tiddly blinks and wants to sing

And now she owns a motor car
And pretty rings and everything
She met Mr. Brown from Baltimore
Now she owns half interest in his millinery store
Men when they meet her want to give her half their biz
And they say that she's crazy, yes she is
She rides a limousine on old Broadway
Got a lotta diamonds, people say
She′s in right but wrong nobody thinks
′Cause everybody's happy when


Tiddly winks, Tiddly winks
Winks, winks, Tiddly winks
Winks, winks, Tiddly winks
And never spends, why should she spend
Her winks have won a million friends

Political friends
Who want to save her soul and buy her coal
And lend
But what would they think, thnk, think
What would they think, thnk, think
What would they think if they should know
Oh what a blow, she′s got a bankroll
Piled up so high with dough
Like drifted snow

Tiddly's wise, very wise
Tiddly′s eyes keep telling lies
Tiddly's wise about the drinks, about the drinks
When she′s with Coca-Cola ginks

She lets them buy until they sigh and cry
Well, what do you think

Right in her boot, right in her boot
Right in her boot, right in her boot
Right in her boot she's got a flask
And they could get a trip to heaven
If they only had the brains to ask

One Tiddly Wink!