Letra de VD Waltz
All the birds are singin' in the mornin' trees But the birds are not singin' for me My man did meet with a flirt on the street Gave him a case of VDI begged him to look up a doctor and go It broke out all over his skin But he rubbed himself with some dark drugstore salve And he said, "It's not the VD""I've been in the Army, in the Merchant Marines My dear life long enough to know That little red, little, little hot rashes that burn on my skin Are not the VD, I'm sure"