[Jotte:]
When a fellow goes out walking
With a dear delightful pet,
[Estelle:]
He goes out for exercise,
[Jotte:]
She, for anything she can get!
[Estelle:]
Jay's and Peter Robinson's
I think quite divine,
[Jotte:]
I'm content with Salmon and Gluckystein.
[Both:]
Won't you take a walk with me?
Won't you take a stroll?
[Jotte:]
Promise not to stop at ev'ry shop you see,
Like a dear good little soul.
[Estelle:]
That's a charming hat-- so cheap,
They must have priced it wrong!
[Jotte:]
I rather think it's coming on to rain, my dear,
So toddle...
[Estelle:]
Toddle...
[Both:]
along!
Won't you take a walk with me?
Won't you take a stroll?
[Jotte:]
Promise not to stop at ev'ry shop you see,
Like a dear good little soul.
[Estelle:]
That's a charming hat-- so cheap,
They must have priced it wrong!
[Jotte:]
I rather think it's coming on to rain, my dear,
So toddle...
[Estelle:]
Toddle...
[Both:]
along!
[Jotte:]
When a noble lord and lady
In the street go walking out,
[Estelle:]
He won't wear his coronet,
[Jotte:]
No, it's probably up the spout.
[Estelle:]
While her silken petticoats
Swish along Pall Mall,
[Jotte:]
This silk swish which witches each Watching swell.
[Both:]
Won't you take a walk with me?
Won't you take a stroll?
[Estelle:]
When is this ferocious looking dog I see,
Like a mildewed sausage roll?
[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...
[Estelle:]
Toddle...
[Both:]
along!
Won't you take a walk with me?
Won't you take a stroll?
[Estelle:]
When is this ferocious looking dog I see,
Like a mildewed sausage roll?
[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...
[Estelle:]
Toddle...
[Both:]
along!
[Jotte:]
When a sailor goes out walking,
Good old Jack must have his Jill,
[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;
[Jotte:]
Tacks to port!
There's quite enough tax to beer!
[Both:]
Won't you take a walk with me?
Won't you take a stroll?
[Jotte:]
When a sailor's been upon the rolling sea,
Well, he's rather on the roll.
[Estelle:]
Hitches up his breeches, so,
Round his ong bong pong;
[Jotte:]
The stormy winds are blowing round the spanker boom,
So toddle...
[Estelle:]
Toddle...
[Both:]
along!
Won't you take a walk with me?
Won't you take a stroll?
[Jotte:]
When a sailor's been upon the rolling sea,
Well, he's rather on the roll.
[Estelle:]
Hitches up his breeches, so,
Round his ong bong pong;
[Jotte:]
The stormy winds are blowing round the spanker boom,
So toddle...
[Estelle:]
Toddle...
[Both:]
along!