Poor Agnes. Shot down again.
I can open doors with my perky, pouty smile…and second story windows, and walls…
Smile or not, Agnes, you’ll still have to do your homework.
“City girls just seem to find out early
How to open doors with just a smile
A rich old man
And she won’t have to worry
She’ll dress up all in lace and go in style"
Agnes Agnes, Agnes, It isn’t fair to use your bewitching smile on us mere men.