Madame du Barry

Throwing a party
Mid afternoon
All of her guests would be leaving so soon
Yet oh, Du Barry
Stands by the lilacs
Ah!
Wishing that no one had come
Wishing that no one had come
Earlier that evening
Quite in a quandery
Felt that her parties
Thrill her no more
Three days preceding
Sweet dreams of husbands past
Found that her parties were really a bore
Yet oh Du Barry
Smiles at her parties
Smiles cross her daqueries
Sits in her lawn chair and chats on the wall
Oh, knowing that no one had come
Knowing that no one had come
Oh Madame Du Barry
Madame Du Berry
Madame Du Berry she’s not coming back anymore
Ooh, etc