I’m as mild and as meek as a mouse;
When I hear a command I obey.
But I know of a spot in my house
Where no one can stand in my way.
In my own little corner,
In my own little chair,
I can be whatever I want to be.
On the wing of my fancy
I can fly anywhere
And the world will open its arms to me.
I’m a young Norwegian princess or a milkmaid,
I’m the greatest prima donna in Milan,
I’m an heiress who has always had her silk made
By her own flock of silkworms in Japan!
I’m a girl men go mad for;
Love’s a game I can play
With a cool and confident kind of air,
Just as long as I stay
In my own little corner,
All alone
In my own
Little chair.
I can be whatever I want to be.
I’m a thief in Calcutta,
I’m a queen in Peru,
I’m a mermaid dancing upon the sea.
I’m a huntress on an African safari
(It’s a dang’rous type of sport and yet it’s fun).
In the night I sally forth to seek my quarry
And I find I forgot to bring my gun!
I am lost in the jungle
All alone and unarmed
When I meet a lioness in her lair!
Then I’m glad to be back
In my own little corner,
All alone
In my own
Little chair.
