Don't Put Your Daughter On the Stage Mrs. Worthington

Don't put your daughter on the stage, Mrs. Worthington
Don't put your daughter on the stage
The profession is overcrowded
The struggle's pretty tough
And admitting the fact she's burning to act
That isn't quite enough
She's a nice girl and though her teeth are fairly good
She's not the type I ever would be eager to engage
I repeat, Mrs. Worthington, sweet Mrs. Worthington
Don't put your daughter on the stage

Regarding yours, dear Mrs. Worthington
Of Wednesday, the 23rd.
Although your baby may be keen on a stage career
How can I make it clear that this is not a good idea
For her to hope and appear, Mrs. Worthington
Is on the face of it absurd
Her personality is not in reality quite big enough, inviting enough
For this particular sphere

Don't put your daughter on the stage, Mrs. Worthington
Don't put your daughter on the stage
She's a bit of an ugly duckling, you must honestly confess
And the width of her seat would surely defeat
Her chances of her success
It's - it's a loud voice, and though it's not exactly flat
She'll need a little more than that to earn a living wage
On my knees, Mrs. Worthington, please Mrs. Worthington
Don't put your daughter on the stage

Don't put your daughter on the stage, Mrs. Worthington
Don't put your daughter on the stage
Though they said at the school of acting
She was lovely as Peer Gynt
I'm afraid, on the whole, an ingenue role might emphasize her squint
She has nice hands, to give the wretched girl her due
But don't you think her bust is too developed for her age
No more buts, Mrs. Worthington, nuts! Mrs. Worthington
Don't put your daughter on the stage