I've got stays with long pink laces, I've got corsets with whalebone braces. Grandma used to wear such cases -- They can't get 'em on me. Old frumps pull amazing faces, When they see no corset traces. Antique shops are proper places For 'em -- not around me. I'm for light and airy graces. I'm for ease and breathing spaces. No "Old Ironsides" embraces Ever were blamed on me. |