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No. 11 - Song - Ellen and Bridesmaids - "Bob and me."
| Ellen: | Oh, the fine folks with their marriages Too fussy always are, They wants horses and their carriages, Or else a motor car; But that motion ain't my notion, It's too fidgety by half, And you're either tumbled out, Or you jump and shake about, Like a cinematograph! |
| Bridesmaids: | Like a cinematograph! |
| Ellen: | Just wait and see When Bob and me Get married on our own, No motor car for us, We'll take a penny 'bus; We'll have no bells or smoky smells, Or pip-pip-pipping fuss, When Bob and me Get married on our own! |
| Bridesmaids: | Just wait and see When Bob and me Get married on our own, No motor car for us, We'll take a penny 'bus; We'll have no bells or smoky smells, Or pip-pip-pipping fuss, When Bob and me Get married on our own! |
| Ellen: | And so awkward and so stiff they are, When the honeymoon's begun, And they sneak away as if they are Ashamed of what they've done; First to Dover, then cross over To the Continent they fly, And they hide in Hotel Grand, Like an ostrich in the sand, But my Bob and me ain't shy! |
| Bridesmaids: | But her Bob and she ain't shy! |
| Ellen: | And you shall see When Bob and me Get married on our own, We'll manage very well Without a Grand Hotel, A short weekend at gay Southend, Or trip on the "Margate Belle," When Bob and me Get married on our own! |
| Bridesmaids: | Just wait and see When Bob and me Get married on our own, We'll manage very well Without a Grand Hotel, A short weekend at gay Southend, Or trip on the "Margate Belle," When Bob and me Get married on our own! |
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