I possessed one paper dollar
When I met you at the dance,
You had glamour, youth and beauty-
So I though "What price Romance"?

Your face was like an angels'
Your style demure and sweet,
You came, I saw, you conquered,
You swept me off my feet.

As we circled round the ball-room
You barely touched the floor,
I was dancing with an angel
Could Heaven offer more?

The flowery moonlight lured us
I can breathe that fragrance still,
And when your arms went round me
I tingled with the thrill.

In dreams your face still haunts me,
But I miss that blissful thrill,
You killed my love completely,
When you swiped my dollar bill.