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No. 12 - Duet - Estelle and Jotte - "Toddle along."
| Jotte: | When a fellow goes out walking With a dear delightful pet, |
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| Estelle: | He goes out for exercise, | ||
| Jotte: | She, for anything she can get! | ||
| Estelle: | Jay's and Peter Robinson's I think quite divine, |
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| Jotte: | I'm content with Salmon and Gluckystein. | ||
| Both: | Won't you take a walk with me? Won't you take a stroll? |
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| Jotte: | Promise not to stop at ev'ry shop you see, Like a dear good little soul. |
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| Estelle: | That's a charming hat-- so cheap, They must have priced it wrong! |
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| Jotte: | I rather think it's coming on to rain, my dear, So toddle... |
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| Estelle | Toddle... | ||
| Both: | along! | ||
| Won't you take a walk with me? Won't you take a stroll? |
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| Jotte: | Promise not to stop at ev'ry shop you see, Like a dear good little soul. |
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| Estelle: | That's a charming hat — so cheap, They must have priced it wrong! |
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| Jotte: | I rather think it's coming on to rain, my dear, So toddle... |
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| Estelle: | Toddle... | ||
| Both: | along! | ||
| Jotte: | When a noble lord and lady In the street go walking out, |
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| Estelle: | He won't wear his coronet, | ||
| Jotte: | No, it's probably up the spout. | ||
| Estelle: | While her silken petticoats Swish along Pall Mall, |
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| Jotte: | This silk swish which witches each watching swell. | ||
| Both: | Won't you take a walk with me? Won't you take a stroll? |
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| Estelle: | What is this ferocious looking dog I see, Like a mildewed sausage roll? |
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| Jotte: | That's a priceless Pekinese, I brought him from Hong Kong; The dam' thing's got run over by a motor bus, So toddle... |
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| Estelle: | Toddle... | ||
| Both: | along! | ||
| Won't you take a walk with me? Won't you take a stroll? |
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| Estelle: | What is this ferocious looking dog I see, Like a mildewed sausage roll? |
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| Jotte: | That's a priceless Pekinese, I brought him from Hong Kong; The dam' thing's got run over by a motor bus, |
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| So toddle... | |||
| Estelle: | Toddle... | ||
| Both: | along! | ||
| Jotte: | When a sailor goes out walking, Good old Jack must have his Jill, |
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| Estelle: | He has sailed the ocean wide — | ||
| Jotte: | And his trousers are wider still. | ||
| Estelle: | Hoist your top'sle spinnaker, Three tacks to port then steer; |
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| Jotte: | Tacks to port! There's quite enough tax to beer! |
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| Both: | Won't you take a walk with me? Won't you take a stroll? |
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| Jotte: | When a sailor's been upon the rolling sea, Well, he's rather on the roll. |
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| Estelle: | Hitches up his breeches, so, Round his ong bong pong; |
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| Jotte: | The stormy winds are blowing round the spanker boom, So toddle.. |
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| Estelle: | Toddle... | ||
| Both: | along! | ||
| Won't you take a walk with me? Won't you take a stroll? |
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| Jotte: | When a sailor's been upon the rolling sea, Well, he's rather on the roll. |
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| Estelle: | Hitches up his breeches, so, Round his ong bong pong; |
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| Jotte: | The stormy winds are blowing round the spanker boom, So toddle... |
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| Estelle: | Toddle... | ||
| Both: | along! | ||
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Page modified 9 October 2016