Many times he'd been round the block

To prove it he still had the scars

He'd mixed with a host of bad women

Yet even now he aspired to the stars

 

A wholesome girl was what he wanted

He needed someone clean and refined

Not the hard types that had fleeced him

The worn-out bodies his had entwined

 

Then he met Martha who wore no perfume

Her contours she carefully disguised

She offered him kindness and charity

She seemed to have everything he prized

 

A wholesome girl was what he wanted

He needed someone clean and refined

Not the hard types that had fleeced him

The worn-out bodies his had entwined

 

They got together at her place in New Orleans

She had a strange glint in her eye

Feeling her firm body in the darkness

He realised she was no girl but a guy

 

A wholesome girl was what he wanted

He needed someone clean and refined

Not the hard types that had fleeced him

The worn-out bodies his had entwined