::: BEWARE OF YOUNG GIRLS :: Beware/ Of young girls/ Who come to the door/ Wistful and pale/ Of twenty and four/ Delivering daisies/ With delicate hands::: Beware/ Of young girls/ Too often they crave/ To cry/ At a wedding/ And dance/ On a grave::: She was my friend/ My friend/ My friend/ She was invited to my house/ Oh yes/ She was/ And though she knew/ My love was true/ And/ No ordinary thing/ She admired/ My wedding ring/ She admired/ My wedding ring::: She was my friend/ My friend/ My friend/ She sent us little silver gifts/ Oh yes/ She did/ Oh what a rare/ And happy pair/ She/ Inevitably said/ As she glanced/ At my unmade bed/ She admired/ My unmade bed/ My bed::: Beware/ Of young girls/ Who come to the door/ Wistful and pale/ Of twenty and four/ Delivering daisies/ With delicate hands/ Beware/ Of young girls/ To often they crave/ To cry/ At a wedding/ And dance/ On a grave:::: She was my friend/ My friend/ My friend/ I thought her motives were sincere/ Oh yes/ I did/ Ah but this lass/ It came to pass/ Had/ A dark and different plan/ She admired/ My own sweet man/ She admired/ My own sweet man::: We were friends/ Oh yes/ We were/ And she just took him from my life/ Oh yes/ She did/ So young and vain/ She brought me pain/ But/ I’m wise enough to say/ She will leave him/ One thoughtless day/ She’ll just leave him/ And go away/ Oh yes::: Beware/ Of young girls/ Who come to the door/ Wistful and pale/ Of twenty and four/ Delivering daisies/ With delicate hands/ Beware/ Of young girls/ To often they crave/ To cry/ At a wedding/ And dance/ On a grave::: Beware of young girls/ Beware of young girls::: - Dory Previn :::