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No. 20 - Song - Carmenita and Chorus - "Society"
| Carmenita: | Though my family's pedigree Isn't all that it ought to be, I've a face that is not so bad And a figure that drives 'em mad. All my manners are so refined, Dukes and Duchesses fill my mind, With the swells I would dine and dance, If they'd give me a chance! Oh! I love Society! High Society! |
| Chorus: | High Society! |
| Carmenita: | Lots of new dresses I could afford If my papa had been born a Lord! |
| Chorus: | Oh! she loves Society! High Society! High Society! Lots of new dresses she could afford If her papa had been born a Lord! |
| Carmenita: | I'm so fond of the upper ten, Both the ladies and gentlemen, It's delightful to breathe the air Breathed by people in Grosvenor Square. To the park I have often been, Just to look at our gracious Queen, When I saw her I raised a shout, So they bundled me out! Oh! I love Society! Good Society! |
| Chorus: | Good Society! |
| Carmenita: | I should be called an attractive girl If my papa was a noble Hearl! |
| Chorus: | Oh! she loves Society! Good Society! Good Society! She should be called an attractive girl If her papa was a noble Hearl! |
| Carmenita: | To the Derby I like to go With the aristocrats, you know, So for Epsom I gaily start With a nice little horse and cart. Side by side with a four in hand, I can hear all the talk so grand. If their blood is a brilliant blue, So's their language too! Oh! I love Society! Real Society! |
| Chorus: | Real Society! |
| Carmenita: | I'd ride on horses with fine long tails If my papa was the Prince of Wales! |
| Chorus: | Oh! she loves Society! Real Society! Real Society! She'd ride on horses with fine long tails If her papa was the Prince of Wales! |
| Carmenita: | At the theatre I always sit In the front of the dear old pit; There my eye very quickly falls On the swells in their velvet stalls; How they titter and stare at me When I'm shock'd at the things I see. "Shame!" I cry, with a maiden blush; They just shout at me "Ush!" Oh! I love Propriety! Strict Propriety! |
| Chorus: | Strict Propriety! |
| Carmenita: | Musical farces I'd quickly stop If my papa was an Archbishop! |
| Chorus: | Oh! she loves Propriety! Strict Propriety! Strict Propriety! Musical farces she'd quickly stop If her papa was an Archbishop! |
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Page modified 20 February 2017