Act 2 No. 18
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No. 18 - Song - Pettifer and Chorus
| Pettifer: | Oh, when I marry my blushing bride, It will cost a monarch's ransom; I hate your people who put on side, But I mean to do things handsome! I mean to marry her in St. Paul's, Tho' the place in rather dingy, But I'm going to white-wash all the walls, For a bridegroom can't be stingy. |
| Chorus: | When he marries Amelia, Ameli-melia. |
| Pettifer: | When I marry Amelia, Won't we have the dome Newly decorated and electro-plated? You may bet! The place will be just like home, When I marry Amelia. |
| Chorus: | Ameli-melia, When he marries Amelia, Won't we have the dome Newly decorated and electro-plated? You may bet! The place will be just like home, When he marries Amelia! |
| Pettifer: | We'll have the usual little lunch Of about a thousand covers, With turtles floating in Roman punch, And a lot of eggs of plovers. A case of Pommery 'seventy-four, For whoever care to take it, And if Pommery says he's got no more, Well, I guess he'll have to make it! |
| Chorus: | When he marries Amelia, Ameli-melia. |
| Pettifer: | When I marry Amelia, Won't there be a feed? Prawns in Aspic jelly, Crême de Vermicelli, You may bet! It will be a time indeed, When I marry Amelia. |
| Chorus: | Ameli-melia, When he marries Amelia, Won't there be a feed? Prawns in Aspic jelly, Crême de Vermicelli, You may bet! It will be a time indeed, When he marries Amelia! |
| Pettifer: | The wedding presents will come in stacks, They'll be all of precious metals! Ten golden hat and umbrella racks, And a hundred diamond kettles! I'll send each person of note a card To inspect the wealth I'm showing, And hire detectives from Scotland Yard Who will search the guests when going. |
| Chorus: | When he marries Amelia, Ameli-melia. |
| Pettifer: | When I marry Amelia, Won't there be a show? Clocks with ruby faces, Emerald dressing cases! You may bet! The jewellers' stocks are low When I marry Amelia. |
| Chorus: | Ameli-melia, When he marries Amelia, Won't there be a show? Clocks with ruby faces, Emerald dressing cases! You may bet! The jewellers' stocks are low When he marries Amelia. |
| Pettifer: | And when we go on our wedding trip We shall cause a perfect panic, For I'll build ten times as big a ship As the liner Oceanic! No choppy weather my bride need fear, When we both are crossing over. The bow will be along Calais pier As the stern is leaving Dover. |
| Chorus: | When he marries Amelia, Ameli-melia. [Pettifer:] When I marry Amelia, Won't we have a yacht! Steaming quarter power Fifty knots an hour. You may bet! It will be a lively lot When I marry Amelia. |
| Chorus: | Ameli-melia, When he marries Amelia, Won't they have a yacht! Steaming quarter power Fifty knots an hour. You may bet! It will be a lively lot When he marries Amelia. |
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