When he strolls down the avenue Ladies all fight to get a view They stand for hours without complaint To kiss his hand, and then they faint Jack, Jack, Jack, etc
What has he got that he's so hot? What has he got that we ain't got? He cannot dance, he's got no cash, ah! Maybe the girls like his mustache Jack, Jack, Jack
Husbands and wives, they fight all night Nothing a husband does is right He wants to kiss, she answers back Not till you learn to kiss like Jack