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No. 17 - Duet - Emperor and Fi Fi - "Click, click."
| Emperor: | Now once there was a Mandarin Who for a sweetheart yearn'd, But ev'ry lady in the land His ardent passion spurn'd; |
| Fi Fi: | And so at last in blank despair, And like a lover true, He had a little lady made Of wood and wax and glue. |
| Emperor: | And in her back there was a spring, And full of wheels was she, Her movements were quite human when He turn'd a little key. |
| Both: | Click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click! She walk'd and talk'd and play'd. Click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, This little clockwork maid. Click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, Her movements were like life. Click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, This little clockwork wife. |
| Emperor: | By other men this Mandarin Was envied all around, For he had got a wife who only Talked when she was wound. |
| Fi Fi: | She never troubled him with bills For hats and boots and frocks, And when he went out to his club, He popped her in a box. |
| Emperor: | And if she ever lectured him A remedy had he. He waited till she'd quite run down, Then threw away the key. |
| Both: | Click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click! She walk'd and talk'd and play'd. Click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, This little clockwork maid. Click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, Her movements were like life. Click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, This little clockwork wife. |
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Page modified 16 December 2016