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No. 7 - Song - Fi Fi and Chorus

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Fi Fi: I'm awfully partial to music,
So I bought a piano one day,
And engaged a most noted Professor
To teach me the right way to play.
A guinea a week, as a favour,
Were his terms, so he said unto me.
The first time he sat down to play — Oh! my dears,
Do you know I could scarcely believe my own ears,
For a genius he turn'd out to be
And Oh! the
Twiddley bits he used to play when all alone with me,
Popping around whenever he found an opportunitee
And Oh! the twiddley bits he used to play, it almost gave me fits.
My heart was won, and the deed was done
With his dear little twiddley bits.
Chorus: And Oh! the
Twiddley bits he used to play when all alone with me,
Popping around whenever he found an opportunitee
And Oh! the twiddley bits he used to play, it almost gave me fits.
My heart was won, and the deed was done
With his dear little twiddley bits.
   
Fi Fi: When he came he would do all the playing,
Which I fancied was curious ways,
And he said that I didn't need practice —
It would come to me one of these days.
He would constantly borrow a fiver.
Then I suddenly woke from my trance.
When I reckon'd up all the advances I'd made,
I was fairly astonish'd I found that I'd paid
About twenty-five years in advance,
And Oh! the
Twiddley bits he used to play when all alone with me,
Popping around whenever he found an opportunitee
And Oh! the twiddley bits he used to play, it almost gave me fits.
My heart was won, and the deed was done
With his dear little twiddley bits.
Chorus: And Oh! the
Twiddley bits he used to play when all alone with me,
Popping around whenever he found an opportunitee
And Oh! the twiddley bits he used to play, it almost gave me fits.
My heart was won, and the deed was done
With his dear little twiddley bits.
   
Fi Fi: One ev'ning he asked me to marry,
I said, "Yes," like a silly young thing,
And I lent him a tenner to purchase
The licence, the cake, and the ring.
I bought him a Lincoln and Bennet
And a coat and a pair of you know,
He promised to take me to church the next day
But he never turn'd up and for three months I lay,
The picture of desolate woe,
And Oh! the
Twiddley bits he used to play when all alone with me,
Popping around whenever he found an opportunitee
And Oh! the twiddley bits he used to play, it almost gave me fits.
My heart was won, and the deed was done
With his dear little twiddley bits.
Chorus: And Oh! the
Twiddley bits he used to play when all alone with me,
Popping around whenever he found an opportunitee
And Oh! the twiddley bits he used to play, it almost gave me fits.
My heart was won, and the deed was done
With his dear little twiddley bits.
   
Fi Fi: He played all the airs from the classics;
He'd got 'em all stuff'd in his head,
And one piece he said was a Rondeau,
But I called it Rumbo instead.
But I liked him best at extempore,
The tune he would never have known.
He gave a new reading of God save the King
And really, my dears, it was quite a new thing
With the bits he put in on his own,
And Oh! the
Twiddley bits he used to play when all alone with me,
Popping around whenever he found an opportunitee
And Oh! the twiddley bits he used to play, it almost gave me fits.
My heart was won, and the deed was done
With his dear little twiddley bits.
Chorus: And Oh! the Twiddley bits he used to play when all alone with me,
Popping around whenever he found an opportunitee
And Oh! the twiddley bits he used to play, it almost gave me fits.
My heart was won, and the deed was done
With his dear little twiddley bits.

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