She was only a postmaster's daughter And I met her in The Strand She gave me a glad optic So I took that girl in hand We cuddled in the darkness And that baby wasn't stale She was only a postmaster's daughter But she knew how to handle a mail She was only a scoutmaster's daughter And we met in Seven dials I was driving a nice two-seater And she gave me some thrilling smiles I whispered, "Like to drive her?" And she quickly jumped inside She was only a scoutmaster's daughter But couldn't that little girl guide She was only a traffic cop's daughter And we met upon a hill She was willing, wild and wicked And she gave me quite a thrill We wandered o'er the meadows And she told me about her pop She was only a traffic cop's daughter But she couldn't get me to stop She was only a magistrate's daughter "Silence in the court!" Ten minutes in the darkness And I knew she was a sport She was so very pleasing That I had to kiss that wench She was only a magistrate's daughter But she knew what to do on the bench