[Schnapps:]
Mister Hook started quite low down in life,
In a tiny distillery with a fat lumpy wife;
In the days when there wasn't a 'bus or a tram,
And he walked from his home three miles out of Amsterdam!
[Chorus:]
Miles out of Amsterdam!
[Schnapps:]
Now Missis Hook popped off when just thirty-three,
So Hook was a widow'r quite early, you see;
And bus'ness was bad, 'twas a sorry outlook,
Still one thing remained in the world to Mister Hook.
[Chorus:]
And that was?
[Schnapps:]
He had a little daughter
With plenty of brains,
And Missis Hook had taught her
With infinite pains;
And though upon the father
With pride you may look
It's all due to the big brains
Of little Miss Hook.
[Chorus:]
He had a little daughter
With plenty of brains,
And Missis Hook had taught her
With infinite pains;
And though upon the father
With pride you may look
It's all due to the big brains
Of little Miss Hook.
[Schnapps:]
Mister Hook did not know quite what to do,
But his daughter, though very young, was sensible too;
And although the young men would not leave her alone,
Still a terrible coldness to all of them she'd shown.
[Chorus:]
To all of them she'd shown.
[Schnapps:]
She worked at the bus'ness, and matters improved,
Till into a shop of his very own he moved;
Ev'ry luxury soon Mister Hook could afford--
If he'd only been English he must have been a lord!
[Chorus:]
The reason?
[Schnapps:]
He had a little daughter
With plenty of brains,
And Missis Hook had taught her
With infinite pains;
And though upon the father
With pride you may look
It's all due to the big brains
Of little Miss Hook.
[Chorus:]
He had a little daughter
With plenty of brains,
And Missis Hook had taught her
With infinite pains;
And though upon the father
With pride you may look
It's all due to the big brains
Of little Miss Hook.