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No. 17 - Song - Jotte and Chorus - "Come to me."
| Jotte: | If you'd have the fashionable figure In the very latest taste, Small on top, and gradually bigger, Very chic but rather chaste, You may find my prices rather heavy, But there won't be any waist! Come to me, come to me, Take a seat, wait a day till I'm free; I will make the skirts so wide There'll be room for two inside-- Come to me, come to me, come to me! |
| Chorus: | Come with me, come with me, Take a seat, wait a day till he's free; |
| Jotte: | I'll have flounces for you, ma'am, Like the frills upon a ham, Come to me, |
| Chorus: | Come to you, |
| Jotte: | Come to me. |
| Jotte: | If the liquor taxes should be doubled Till they fairly make you wink, Any friends of mine will not be troubled When they want a drop to drink, For I've laid in plenty of refreshments-- Barley water-- I don't think! Come to me, come to me If you want something stronger than tea; If the whisky's put away When you lunch with K. of K., Come to me, come to me, come to me! |
| Chorus: | Come with me, come with me, When you want something stronger than tea; |
| Jotte: | Drop in on me now and then, I'll say where, and you say when — Come to me, |
| Chorus: | Come to you, |
| Jotte: | Come to me. |
| Jotte: | I can start a Revue to amuse you, Quite without a trace of plot, There will be no chorus to confuse you, I am playing all the lot! I'll appear as Gaby Rose du Barrie In a cloak of blue Fox Trot! Come to me, come to me, See me just imitate Beerbohm Tree! I'll play any part you will, For I've got the Right to Kill — Come to me, come to me, come to me! |
| Chorus: | Come with me, come with me, See him just imitate Beerbohm Tree! |
| Jotte: | And if Wilkie Bard is seedy, And you can't get Denis Eadie, Come to me, |
| Chorus: | Come to you, |
| Jotte: | Come to me! |
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Page modified 9 October 2016