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No. 4 - Song - Lord Bicester - The Other Chap.
| Lord Bicester: | Two young chaps may be sent, perhaps, To the same old Public School; Each lad's bright, not a genius quite, And, again, not quite a fool; But one you'll find will be left behind, As the world you wangle through; For he gets stuck with the rotten'st luck— And that dear old mug is you! It's the other chap who gets it, It's the other chap all through, It's the other chap who nets it, It's the other chap, not you! The master says A nice report for one of you I've got! It's the other chap who gets it, Gets it— hot! |
| Done with school, on a office stool You will find these two lads now; One lad still, as in school days, will Get the luck of both, somehow; When you're at his delightful flat, He will press you, say, to dine; Where you board you could not afford An expensive glass of wine! It's the other chap who gets it, It's the other chap— how kind! It's the other chap who sets it On the table when you dined! You sit fondly gazing at the finest port in town, While the other chap, he gets it, Gets it— down! |
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| Each young spark goes to Kempton Park On an afternoon in May; Then and there they agree to share All the bets they have that day. Things go well, I'm surprised to tell That they win a decent sum; That's all gay, for on settling day There'll be quite a lot to come! It's the other chap who gets it, It's the other chap all through, It's the other chap who nets it, Just a little cheque for two! But when that cheque of his into your local bank you've popp'd, It's the other chap who gets it, Gets it— stopp'd! |
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| Both of you know a lady who Is the darling of your heart; Both intend very soon to send Her a something rather smart. In his case it's a pearl necklace, Or a diamond star or two; But it's clear she will only hear Of the simplest thing from you! It's the other chap who gets it, It's the other chap, old sport! It's the other chap who gets it, For the other chap's that sort! She's hard up— your Mizpah brooch she places up the spout, And the other chap, he gets it, Gets it— out! |
British Musical Theatre | The Sunshine Girl
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