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No. 14 - Song - Sophie - "My Partners."

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Sophie: I'm quite the most attractive
Of all the girls, they say;
I've partners young and active,
I've partners old and gay,
A few minutes since I polked with a Prince,
Who told me such a story!
And then a young peer made love in my ear
In that conservatory!
And he said, yes, he said, oh! he said,
"We're having awf'lly, beastly,
rotten sort of weather,
What weather! Oh, rot!
I think the summer's gone and got forgotten,
I call it regularly jolly, rotten!
I say, we seem to get on rather well together,
Together, why not?
Suppose we say we'll go and both get married,
It would be ripping fun, eh what?"
Chorus: We're having awf'lly, beastly,
rotten sort of weather,
What weather! Oh, rot!
I think the summer's gone and got forgotten,
I call it regularly jolly, rotten!
I say, we seem to get on rather well together,
Together, why not?
Suppose we say we'll go and both get married,
It would be ripping fun, eh what?
   
Sophie: I looked so smart and pretty,
I caught a millionaire,
A monarch in the city,
A lord of stock and share,
We danc'd for a bit and then had to sit,
He tore my skirt so badly!
But I didn't fret, he said he would get
Another for me gladly!
And he said, yes, he said, oh! he said,
"I dink you're quite as nice a girl I never spoke to,
I dink so, you see!
You call at mine hotel at eight precisely,
I have some diamonds that fit you nicely,
I fall in love with you, I say it is no joke, too,
As hot as can be,
So come and dine with me at eight, the Carlton,
You ask for Mosenstein, dot's me!"
Chorus: I dink you're quite as nice a girl I never spoke to,
I dink so, you see!
You call at mine hotel at eight precisely,
I have some diamonds that fit you nicely,
I fall in love with you, I say it is no joke, too,
As hot as can be,
So come and dine with me at eight, the Carlton,
You ask for Mosenstein, dot's me.
   
Sophie: I waltzed with someone lately,
Of quite another sort,
A youth who went in greatly
For ev'ry kind of sport!
He swung me around and quite off the ground,
So very energetic,
And talked all along of Bridge and Ping-Pong,
And ev'rything athletic!
And he said, yes, he said, oh! he said,
"I say do you like rubber filling for a golf ball,
I'm on it, I am!
I use a Haskell and I've got quite classy,
I take the hole in three without a brassy.
Did you see Trumper when I caught him off an off ball,
He fainted, no sham!
Just lend your fan, I'll show you how he hit it,
I say, I've broken it, I — oh!"
Chorus: I say do you like rubber filling for a golf ball,
I'm on it, I am!
I use a Haskell and I've got quite classy,
I take the hole in three without a brassy.
Did you see Trumper when I caught him off an off ball,
He fainted, no sham!
Just lend your fan, I'll show you how he hit it,
I say, I've broken it, I — oh!
   
Sophie: A Frenchman begged and prayed me
To give him just a dance;
The compliments he paid me
Are only made in France.
He said I was chic and quite magnifique,
All Paris would inform us;
My face and my dress had made a success,
So great but most enormous,
And he said, yes, he said, oh! he said,
"I cannot tell ze grand Amour of vich I love you,
It makes me to die!
I love you terribly too much, yes razer!
I ask your hand to Mister Sir your fazer!
Zo I am Count and my famille is far above you.
All zat is my eye!
Your fazer give ze money and we marry,
You 'ave no money! oh! goodbye!"
Chorus: I cannot tell ze grand Amour of vich I love you,
It makes me to die!
I love you terribly too much, yes razer!
I ask your hand to Mister Sir your fazer!
Zo I am Count and my famille is far above you.
All zat is my eye!
Your fazer give ze money and we marry,
You 'ave no money! oh! goodbye!
   
Sophie: To supper I was taken;
The man with whom I went
Was absolutely shaken
With endless merriment;
He spilt ev'rything he started to bring,
And begged my pardon after,
And sent champagne all over my train
By bursting into laughter,
And he said, yes, he said, oh! he said,
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha, I can't help laughing!
Beg pardon, you know;
I'm awf'lly sorry, didn't see you near it!
Just heard a funny story, did you hear it?
You know, a fellow, ha ha ha ha ha, a fellow,
Was going just so,
When, ha ha, met a girl, it's awf'lly funny!
And said, ha, ha, ha, ha, ho, ho!"
Chorus: Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha, I can't help laughing!
Beg pardon, you know;
I'm awf'lly sorry, didn't see you near it!
Just heard a funny story, did you hear it?
You know, a fellow, ha ha ha ha ha, a fellow,
Was going just so,
When, ha ha, met a girl, it's awf'lly funny!
And said, ha, ha, ha, ha, ho, ho!

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