From the Marx Brother's movie; At the Circus. Groucho sings about Lydia. The karaoke track leaves some of the lyrics out, so I have cobbled this to include them. My lead-in is Groucho leading up to the song.

Ah this really brings back memories,
of childhood days, lemonade, romance,
My life was wrapped around a circus,
her name, her name was Lydia.
I met her at the World's Fair, in 1900,
marked down form 19.40.
Ah Lydia! She was the most glorious....
creature under the sun,
Thais, Du Barry, Garbo!
Rolled into one. AH..... Lydia, oh! Lydia,

say have you met Lydia
Lydia, the tattooed lady
She has eyes that folks adore so
And a torso even more so
Lydia, oh! Lydia, that "Encyclopedia"
Oh! Lydia, the Queen of tattoo

On her back is the Battle of Waterloo
Beside it the Wreck of the Hesperus too
And proudly above the
waves The Red, White and Blue
You can learn a lot from Lydia

She can give you a view of the world In tattoo
if you step up and tell her where
For a dime you can see Kankakee or Paree
Or Washington crossing the Delaware

Lydia, oh! Lydia, say have you met Lydia
Oh! Lydia, the tattooed lady
When her muscles start relaxin'
Up the hill comes Andrew Jackson

Lydia, oh! Lydia, that "Encyclopedia"
Oh! Lydia, the champ of them all
For two bits she will do a Mazurka in Jazz
With a view of Niag'ra that no artist has
And on a clear day you can see Alcatraz
You can learn a lot from Lydia.

Come along and see Buff'lo Bill with his lasso
Just a little classic by Mendel Picasso
Here is Captain Spaulding
exploring the Amazon
And Godiva, but with her pajamas on

Here is Grover Whalen unveilin' the Trylon
Over on the west coast we have Treasure Islan'
Here's Nijinsky a doin' the Rhumba
Here's her Social Security numba
Lydia, oh! Lydia, say have you met Lydia
Oh! Lydia, the champ of them all

She once swept an Admiral clear off his feet
The ships on her hips
made his heart skip a beat
And now the old boy's in
command of the fleet

For he went and married Lydia, I said, Lydia, I said, Lydia,