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No. 16 - Song - Militza - "In the swim."
| Militza: | I'm full of a passion For setting the fashion In dinner and dance and dress, And posing as leader to every reader Of pars in the social press! The hang of a coat or The hoot of a motor, I'll settle what that must be; For I am the Mistress of the Robes — |
| Chorus: | For she is the Mistress of the Robes — |
| Militza: | And what do you think of me? |
| Chorus: | And what do you think of her? |
| Militza: | For I'm in the swim, the swim, the swim, The fairy of fashion, or fad, or whim; I'm ready to ride my hunter astride, Or dress in a skirt with a slit up the side. |
| Chorus: | Oh! she's in the swim, the swim, the swim, The fairy of fashion, or fad, or whim; All men and women have got to swim in The wake of the one in the swim, the swim! |
| Militza: | The dream of my heart is To have little parties To lunch in an air-balloon! I'm going wrapped up in A cloak with the Captain, We will not come down too soon! I'm wearing for bathing A suit that is swathing, And doesn't come near my knee — For I am the Mistress of the Robes — |
| Chorus: | For she is the Mistress of the Robes — |
| Militza: | So all of you copy me! |
| Chorus: | So all of you copy her! |
| Militza: | For I'm in the swim, the swim, the swim, The fairy of fashion, or fad, or whim; I'm ready indeed the dances to lead In half a lace handkerchief looped with a bead! |
| Chorus: | Oh! she's in the swim, the swim, the swim, The fairy of fashion, or fad, or whim; All modern women must dance and swim in The dress of the one in the swim, the swim! |
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Page modified 14 October 2016