My Nice Young Man - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
MY NICE YOUNG MAN. Written by W. V. Keeler. 
'Twas on a summer's evening, and the place 'twas Central Park. That I went out to take a walk, in fact to stroll till dark. I happened on a lonely path, and there, not far ahead, A young man stood, with hat in band, and bowing to me said: 
Chorus. "Ah! how do you do, my pretty maid? Of me you need not be afraid; Now come and sit down beeide me, do, I'd like to have a long chat with you." 
At first I was a bit annoyed, tho' soon I felt at ease, He said such things to comfort me and then began to squeeze Ah, me! he was a nice young man, so bashful and so shy, That when he rose to go I grabbed him and began to cry: 
Chorus. "Pray, don't ye go 'way, I love you so, I'd faint for fair if you should go; So come and sit down und be polite, You know the moon will not shine to-night" 
"All right," says he, "I'll never part from you, my pretty miss. And if you want to close the bargain just give to me a kiss." I kissed him once, he kissed me twice, and then, oh me, oh my! He took me on his lap and hugged me till I thought I'd die. 
Chorus. Oh yes, he was such a nice young man; His clothes fit him so spick and span, That I was contented and sat on his lap: Till up came the sun I was still on his lap.