| What a big disgrace and a burning shame | 
| But I don’t know who to blame | 
| It’s a big disgrace and a burning shame | 
| I don’t know who to blame | 
| These amount of old woman in the night club | 
| Hustling for a bob | 
| Stand in the way of a younger girl | 
| But it’s time they retire, they too old | 
| Caroline and Josephine, making more than fifty | 
| And I’m sure without any doubt, they could be meh granny | 
| Still they walking 'bout at night | 
| With they face like Jack Palance | 
| Go to France! | 
| Step aside and give the youngsters a chance | 
| Oh I’m looking for youth, not experience | 
| I can remembr last year Carnival | 
| In front the cathedral | 
| Tanti Mildred stand up, cool as ever | 
| I thought she was a beggar | 
| So I give a quarter to Mildred | 
| Saying «Mama, buy some bread» | 
| She turn around and put she han' on she waist | 
| And she cuss me upsided down in the place | 
| If you see the woman, brother, she more than sixty | 
| And I’m sure without any doubt, she could be meh granny | 
| Still she walking 'bout at night | 
| With her face like Jack Palance | 
| Go to France! | 
| Step aside and give the Sparrow a chance | 
| I’m looking for youth, not experience | 
| Drinking in the night club with me bosom friend | 
| Who come down to spend the weekend | 
| I look back, who you think I see? | 
| One of my family | 
| «Good Heavens,» I shout, «Mama Jacob | 
| What the France you doing in the night club?» | 
| Same time the rock and roll start to play | 
| She haul on to a sailor and break away | 
| If you see the woman, brother, she more than fifty | 
| And I’m sure without any doubt, she could be meh granny | 
| Still she walking 'bout at night | 
| With she face like Jack Palance | 
| Go to France! | 
| Stand aside and give your daughters a chance | 
| I’m looking for youth, not experience |