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No. 15 - Finale Act II
| Chalmers & Judge: | He has gone his ways With a girl from Kay's, But why should you weep, and why sigh? For soon you'll be free by a stern decree, The sort that is known as nisi. |
| Chorus: | He'll rue his conduct faulty In a court that's dim and vaulty, The well-known court of the Probate sort, Divorce and Admiralty, Divorce and Admiralty. |
| Norah: | No, no, I could not seek divorce; I will not do it! For if he takes a reckless course, I drove him to it. Young wives should not be stern and chill to those they marry; I'll win him back, He loves me still, my darling Harry. |
| Chorus: | Yes, she'll forgive the fugitive, Her husband Harry, her husband Harry. |
| Norah (aside): | I'm going to pack and bring Harry back, I'll own I was foolish and fussy |
| Chalmers: | I'm going tonight to set matters right, |
| Judge: | I'll catch him again with the hussy! |
| Norah: | I'll never complain of Harry again, I never will sulk for a minute, |
| Hoggenheimer: | I'll follow his friends and see how it ends, For Winnie is sure to be in it. |
| All: | We'll go up again to town, to town, Far quicker than we came down, came down; We're tired of the trippers, The soles and the kippers, And ladies in boots of brown, of brown, We'll go up again to town, to town, Far quicker than we came down, came down; We're tired of the trippers, The soles and the kippers, And ladies in boots of brown, of brown, And ladies in boots of brown. |
| Fitzthistle: | A talk with you is something that I enjoy. |
| Chorus: | He does enjoy. |
| Fitzthistle: | Suppose we dine one evening at the Savoy? |
| Chorus: | The gay Savoy. |
| Fitzthistle: | I'll have a bird and dry champagne, And hear the truth that you explain, Until I feel as if again a boy. |
| Chorus: | Good boy. |
| Ellen: | When I can help a man I do not delay. |
| Chorus: | Do not delay. |
| Ellen: | I hope to have a talk with you, as you say. |
| Chorus: | Of course you may. |
| Ellen: | If you should leave me here behind, Improper thoughts may fill your mind, And so we'll dine, as you're so kind, today. |
| Chorus: | In town today. |
| Girls: | Oh, we are the women from Kay's, from Kay's, The smartest that London can raise, can raise; But Winnie, our hostess, has left us today, And who is the person to pay, pay, pay? |
| Chorus: | Why, these are the women from Kay's, from Kay's, We cannot approve of their ways, their ways, It's simply disgraceful to see them today, And someone should tell Mister Kay. |
| Fitzthistle: | You're very fine, and that's all right — Suppose you dine with us tonight! My friend will pay for all with joy, So come away to the Savoy. |
| Girls from Kay's: | We will, we will! |
| Chorus: | They're women from Kay's. |
| Girls from Kay's: | You bet we will! |
| Chorus: | They're women from Kay's. |
| Girls from Kay's: | You bet... |
| Chorus: | They're women from Kay's. |
| Ensemble: | Why, these are the women from Kay's, from Kay's, We cannot approve of their ways, their ways, It's simply disgraceful to see them today, And someone should tell Mister Kay, Kay, Kay. For we are the women from Kay's, from Kay's, The smartest that London can raise, can raise; So off to the station as fast as we may, For Piggy has promised to pay, pay, pay! |
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