Extra No. 26
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No. 26 - Extra Song - Mrs. Hoppings and Chorus
| Mrs. Hoppings: | Maidie's just the 'cutest thing that I have ever met, Maidie's very deep, Maidie knows a heap, Maidie's got a sort of kind of face you can't forget, Looks demure and shy, (Maidie's awful sly.) All the little stories that you've heard throughout your life, She can also tell, (Don't she tell them well!) Maidie has been heard to say she'll never be a wife, Maidie's not a fool, Maidie's been to school. No one is 'cuter than Maidie, Hers is a deep little game, She's a unique little lady, Never two moments the same. Wherever she's been And whatever she's seen, She has never let anyone know, For she had a habit like little "Brer Rabbit," And she lay low. |
| Chorus: | No one is 'cuter than Maidie, Hers is a deep little game, She's a unique little lady, Never two moments the same. Wherever she's been And whatever she's seen, She has never let anyone know, For she had a habit like little "Brer Rabbit," And she lay low. |
| Mrs. Hoppings: | Maidie met a gentleman to whom she lost her heart, You may think it strange, (Well, it was a change,) Maidie said on second thoughts she ought to make a start. All her friends enraged, Maidie got engaged. When they were at Folkstone once he took her for a sail, Sea was rather rough, He had quite enough, Steamer rolled from side to side and he began to pale, He went down below, Maidie murmured oh! No one is 'cuter than Maidie, Hers is a deep little game, She's a unique little lady, Never two moments the same. She flirted like mad With some good-looking lad While the tempest continued to blow, She knew that her lover Could never discover, For he lay low. |
| Chorus: | No one is 'cuter than Maidie, Hers is a deep little game, She's a unique little lady, Never two moments the same. She flirted like mad With some good-looking lad While the tempest continued to blow, She knew that her lover Could never discover, For he lay low. |
| Mrs. Hoppings: | Maidie always likes to read the very latest book, When she can afford, Gets them from abroad. Covers them in newspaper, so if Mama should look, "See what I have got, Darling Walter Scott!" When she goes to Paris she will go to ev'ry play. Always takes a stall At a Music Hall, Thinks she's rather deaf and so "she can't hear what they say!" That's why she won't go In the second row! No one is 'cuter than Maidie, Hers is a deep little game, She's a unique little lady, Never two moments the same. Once she went to a play That was rather risqué, And the other girls got up to go, But she knew for a fact There was still a worse act, And so she lay low. |
| Chorus: | No one is 'cuter than Maidie, Hers is a deep little game, She's a unique little lady, Never two moments the same. Once she went to a play That was rather risqué, And the other girls got up to go, She knew for a fact There was still a worse act, So she lay low. |
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British Musical Theatre | The Toreador
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