Par Excellence - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
PAR EXCELLENCE. 1883, New York City. 
I'm "on the cards for Tammany," The "world "is not so old, I need no "yellow passport," I live on a " "cloth of .gold." I'm "caste " in good society. They like my nonchalance. Wherever I go they always know The swell, Par Excellence. 
Spoken-Many fellows stroll down Broadway into the "Olympic, " because they like the "Streets of New York,'! gaiety being the order of the day, but stranger than ever, time tries all, and: 
Chorus. I'm Par Excellence, the idol of the day, New York, or in the Hub, my time I pass away; I'm Par Excellence in form, in field, in dance, In fact, in all the sports of life, I'm Par Excellence. 
Now "after dark "I like to roam, And have a loving cup, Or at the hunt I'm quite at home, And with the master sup. I'm sweet on rural felicity, Can course, when I've the chance, And as to give a "blow for blow," Why, I'm Par Excellence! 
Spoken-Yes, every fellow ought to school himself in defense of the fair sex-from a Grand Duchess to a Lancashire Lass, even though she should be a woman of the world, or a girl of the period.-Chorus. 
At Harvard I gained a B.A.; Was never reckoned slow, And at the side of liberty A standard man to row; A volunteer-was in the guards, My military glance Was noticed by the Governor As quite Par Excellence! 
Spoken-Ah! I mean the gallant Seventh. Ours is the, ah! crack corps, in which-Chorus. 
St. James I've my chambers in, Dunns can't make me retrench; A little countess on the hill Makes me "aufait" in French. No Grecian eye to Tammany, Where ballet-girls do prance; To charm the No. 1 Belles my finesse Is thought Par Excellence. 
Spoken-Some find in the bower of the South a gallery of illustration; but give me the pavilion of the East, in the City of New York, where I can revel in an Alhambra of delight, for-Chorus.