May I see your daughter?
May I see your daughter?
Mr. Boyd, can I ask her to play?

May I see your daughter?
May I ask your daughter?
Mr. Boyd, ask if she wants to play

We must stop playing now
'Cause we're all growing old
We must live all the time
'Cause we haven't got love

May I see your daughter?
May I ask your daughter?
Mr. Boyd ask if she wants to play?

Mr. Boyd, you have played
Now it's our turn to live
Mr. Boyd, you have taken
Now it's your turn to give

I will see your daughter
She will see we oughta
Not be listening to anything you say

We will sing and dance together
In all kinds of weather
While you Mr. Boyd, watch us play