[Militza:]
We've got to adopt a disguise
To effect our escape from the town,
[Duke:]
I think dressing up would be wise
If we want to avoid dressing down.
[Militza:]
Though a Moorish disguise you may quiz,
Let us be Orientals because
I can figure as Abdul Aziz,
[Duke:]
And I can be Abdul as was!
[Both:]
Ah Dubec and Melachrino
Salomone and Gluckstino!
Fit for a Sultan, or for Rajah!
Trichinopoly Cherooty,
Nestor and Egyptian Beauty,
Black Cat, Flore de Cabbaja!
[Duke:]
As a great operatic artiste
I'll escape from the Anarchist host,
[Militza:]
I'll be Tetrazzini at least
[Duke:]
I have got Moody Manners at most!
[Militza:]
I can sing a top note of the best
And my B is an absolute boom!
[Duke:]
I am great when I throw out my chest
If I only have some Melba-room!
[Both:]
Opera Italiano!
High tenore, sweet soprano!
Pagliacci, Tosti, Verdi!
Saffronillo, hurdy-gurdy!
Grind organo in a wrong key,
Spare a copper for the monkey!
[Duke:]
How cold this little hand!
[Militza:]
I cannot find the limelight.
[Duke:]
Die Walküre!
[Militza:]
Die Götterdämmerung,
Elsa I love thee!