No. 25 - Extra Sextet - "Take Your Pretty Partner."

Lyrics by Adrian Ross

[Marjorie:] When rushing round the whirl
Of parties in Society,
To flirt with any girl
Is not an impropriety.
[Grasmere:] You smile at her, she laughs at you,
You make a little joke or two;
It may be old, it may be new,
There's nothing like variety.
[Nan:] But when you're going to a ball,
There's one you think of first of all.
[Rajah:] And you feel that the world
has become more gay,
When your little pet partner comes your way!
[Men:] Take your pretty partner at the ball,
[Girls:] Take your partner!
[Men:] Take your pretty partner at the ball.
[Girls:] Take your partner!
[All:] She who dances best of all,
She whose charms will never pall,
Is your own pet partner for the ball.

[Marjorie:] Perhaps her chaperone
May show some contrariety,
As frequently is known
In very good Society!
[Nan:] You take the chaperone to sup,
And charitably keep it up,
With iced champagne and claret cup,
There's nothing like variety!
[Sophie:] Your partner longs for cool and calm,
You find them both behind a palm.
[Rajah:] And you're utterly lost for an hour or two,
with your little pet partner there with you!
[Men:] Kiss your pretty partner at the ball.
[Girls:] Kiss your partner!
[Men:] Kiss your pretty partner at the ball.
[Girls:] Kiss your partner!
[All:] Then upon your knees you fall,
Vow you love her best of all,
And you've won your partner at the ball.
[Girls:] Who's your pretty partner at the ball?
[Men:] You're my partner!
[Girls:] Who's your pretty partner at the ball?
[Men:] You're my partner!
[All:] I should love to have the chance,
All through life with you to dance,
For I like my partner at the ball.