I’m a fashionable beau
Jusst turned out the newest go,
So elegant, so exquisite, so handy o
My tip top style of dress
And my shape, my air, my face,
I’ll prove beyond compare that I’m a dandy o.

A skeleton’s the taste
Scarce five inches round the waist
My body-belt tight buckled is so handy o,
My pantaloons cossacks,
Puffed and swelling out like sacks,
I’m sure from head to toe I’m quite a dandy o.

Now do but view my coat
For ’tis meet that you should know’t
My bosom here, so beautiful, so handy o;
My hair quite flat at top,
Thick and bushy like a mop,
My neck a foot in lenght, I’m all the dandy o.

My stays are laced so tight
That I’m forced to walk upright,
My chin pok’d out, my neck-cloth stiff and bandy o;
My whiskers neatly trimm’d,
And my hat so narrow-rimm’d
My spurs are all the kick – I’m quite a dandy o.

You see I’ve got the swell
Of Bond Street and Pall Mall
For quizzing all, and cutting some so handy o;
I lounge from street to street,
As my brother swells I meet,
Some stare, but all declare that I’m a dandy o.

At op’ra, rout and play
Then I hear the ladies say,
How stylish! lud, how handsome! how handy o!
He’s got the Bond-Street swing,
I declare he’s quite the thing!
Do! do but see! now isn’t he the dandy o.

Pretending not to hear
Then I modishly draw near
My ribbons sport, my rings display, so handy o
I read it in their eyes,
And I hear it in their sighs,
The ladies are all dying for the dandy o!

Source: Anonymus: The Dandy’s Songster. Being a collection of the most charming, exquisite, popular and most approved dandy songs for the fashionable dandies. Newcastle upon Tyne: J. Marshall, 1820: 7-8.