There's a little woodland flower, a beautiful recluse
Her petals range in hue from navy blue to puce
So quiet and retiring, so delicate is she
She'll wince if you should glimpse her bilateral symmetry
There's a certain type of gentleman, I have met one or three
Who think women more voiciferous than perhaps they ought to be
Keep your opinions to the minimum; it's charming to be shy
Well, for all us belles blessed with decibels, here comes my reply
I think you're looking for a violet
A little sweet shaking V-I-O-L-E-et
Just like Shakespeare reclaimed
Some shrews cannot be tamed
They grow louder the older they get
If you're looking for a violet
A little sweet shaking V-I-O-L-E-et
Don't waste your time with me
I'm only going to let you down
I went on a serious date once, a difficult affair
He was a history lecturer with academic hair
I tried to be coquettish; I tried to be demure
I listened most intently to his improvements in military engineering
From Crimea to the Second World War
But when came my time to speak enthusiasm made me shrill
I went in less than ten seconds from nought to pneumatic drill
There were tears in his ears; I saw horror on his face
And I chuckled to myself as he fled swiftly from the place
I think you're looking for a violet
(V-I-O)
A little sweet shaking V-I-O-L-E-et
(Looking for a V-I-O)
I'm like bugles at dawn, I am fog, I am horn
Totally lacking in vocal etiquette
Ifyou're looking for a violet
(V-I-O)
A little sweet shaking V-I-O-L-E-et
(Looking for a V-I-O)
Don't waste your time with me
I'm only going to let you down
I do not mutter, I don't murmur
Never been a verbal squirmier
I speak blunt, I speak plain
At the velocity of a passing train
Will I ever find a mate upon whose nerves I do not grate
The only chance I'll be endearing
Is if you are very very hard of hearing
But if you're looking for a violet
(V-I-O)
A little sweet shaking V-I-O-L-E-et
(Looking for a V-I-O)
Don't waste your time with me
I'm only going to let you down
Don't waste your time with me
I'm only going to let you down
Sorry about that, fella