{CORDY}
Oh, Miss Cordelia Drexel Biddle
I thought I knew you well
But now, Miss Cordelia Drexel Biddle
I just can't tell

Are you valentine candy or boxing gloves?
Lately you seem very strange
What in the world's coming over you?
Everything's starting to change

Are you sonnets by Shelley or Rover Boys?
Once, any answer would do
Why are you suddenly wondering
Which kind of someone are you?


Is a boy meant to spar with or gaze at a star with?
Should you kiss him or blacken his eye?
Now if he buys you roses, a right to the nose is
Really quite not the proper reply


You're so lost in the middle up in-between
Is your destiny canvas or crepe de chine?
Will you someday be someone that somebody loves?
Are you valentine candy or boxing gloves?