Lizzie Schmitt - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
LIZZIE SCHMITT. 
I am looking for a girl called Lizzie Schmitt, She stood me up, yes, she did; Oh, my heart was in a flitter, 'till she pushed me in de gitter, Den she said she only done it for a kid. Last Tuesday night I took her to a ball, She would end dance in it me at all; Den der komed an Irish duffer, and he said he was her loffer, Den he knocked me down und gave me a good fall. Oh, Lizzie Schmitt, [break] big, fat Lizzie Schmitt. [break] 
Chorus. If I see her, oh, if it is in de schtreet, I'll holler out and say she did; I'll tell her she is dizzy, and call her pudden-headed Lizzie, Don't anybody know where's Lizzie Schmitt? 
De reason why I want to find Miss Schmitt, Is to find out why und for what she did; Why she played me for a sicker, oh, how I would like to kick her, Dos anybody here know Lizzie Schmitt? I'll give you her prescription er I go. She's got a corn on her big toe, she's got a carbuncle on her nose, Und she wears second-handed clothes, Of you see her will you only let me know? Oh,' Lizzie Schmitt, [break] big, fat Lizzie Schmitt. [break]-Cho.