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No. 10 - Song - Fi Fi and Chorus - "I want to be a Lidy."
| Fi Fi: | Some people sigh for beauty And some yearn for this and that; But my ambition is to be A real aristocrat. And if a fairy came and said Your wishes I'll supply; So choose what you would like to be — I'd answer with a sigh: I want to be a Lidy And with the ladies rank; I want to have a thousand golden Sov'reigns in the bank. I want to ride a gee-gee And wear a coat of fawn; So that folks will say, when I cry Whoa I'm a Lidy bred and born. |
| Chorus: | I want to be a Lidy And with the ladies rank; I want to have a thousand golden Sov'reigns in the bank. I want to ride a gee-gee And wear a coat of fawn; So that folks will say, when I cry Whoa I'm a Lidy bred and born. |
| Fi Fi: | I want to have an ev'ning dress that opens down to there, And wear a great big diamond Ta-ra-ra-ra in my hair. And when I to the play house go I want to do the grand; With a wreath of flowers on my breast And a bucket in my hand. I want to be a Lidy And have a private box. I want to wag a great big fan And shake my golden locks. I want to hiss the villain And cheer the maid forlorn So that folks will know, when I say "Bravo" I'm a Lidy bred and born. |
| Chorus: | I want to be a Lidy And have a private box. I want to wag a great big fan And shake my golden locks. I want to hiss the villain And cheer the maid forlorn So that folks will know, when I say "Bravo" I'm a Lidy bred and born. |
| Fi Fi: | I want to learn to patter French just like a parley-voos; And call my servants garcons And my letters Billy-doos. And when I go a-visiting And on my friends I drop, I want to say Pardon Mamselle, I hope I'm not de trop. I want to be a Lidy And speak a furren tongue; I want to call my figure by the name of oug bong pong; I want to go to Paris And learn to shrug and fawn, So that folks will know, when I say Parblow I'm a Lidy bred and born. |
| Chorus: | I want to be a Lidy And speak a furren tongue; I want to call my figure by the name of oug bong pong; I want to go to Paris And learn to shrug and fawn, So that folks will know, when I say Parblow I'm a Lidy bred and born. |
| Fi Fi: | I want to be a Lidy Like as I have often read; I want to have my breakfast ev'ry morning brought to bed. I want to have a Lidy's maid Who'll dress me up so fine; And sprinkle me all over with Perfume and Brilliantine. I want to be a Lidy And peroxide my hair; I want it of the colour it's the fashion now to wear. I want it bright and golden So that when I strool each morn The folks will stare and say, there's air, She's a Lidy bred and born. |
| Chorus: | I want to be a Lidy And peroxide my hair; I want it of the colour it's the fashion now to wear. I want it bright and golden So that when I strool each morn The folks will stare and say, there's air, She's a Lidy bred and born. |
| Fi Fi: | I want to be a Lidy With a Kerridge and a pair; I want to go to Hascot and to Hepsom ev'ry year. I want to patronize the turf, I want to do the grand; With all the tofts and toftesses A-sitting on the stand. I want to be a Lidy 'Twould give me oh! such joy To say that I was friendly with the Owner of Santoi. I want to back my fancy And look on gold with scorn So that folks will say when I've a quid each way, She's a Lidy bred and born. |
| Chorus: | I want to be a Lidy |
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Page modified 16 December 2016