| [ Papa−For Me You Build Balcony ] |
| La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, |
| la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, |
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| Papa, you do the best for me |
| For me you build balcony |
| Maybe a lover I will get |
| Like Lomeo and Juliet |
| She throwsa, a rosa; and then he knows her pop |
| and mamma is sleepin' up to her balcony |
| he creep, and sweep her off her feet and whisper |
| you I like my sweet; and then he kiss her tenderly |
| Papa, papa that's for me |
| La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, |
| la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, * |
| Hey papa, papa, hey what's the matter |
| I'm a give you hand come round and hold the ladder |
| Hey papa, papa, please make it snappy; and very nice |
| and make your daughter very happy |
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