[Schnapps:]
In a little coat of straw
Stood a bottle of Schnapps;
He was, when his face you saw,
The merriest of chaps.
[Mina:]
Near, a syphon blandly sat,
Pale and rather blue,
Still she sparkled, never flat,
And bubbled the whole day through.
Schnapps, he loved her truly,
Proposed to her each day;
Schnapps she pondered duly,
And turned her face away.
[Schnapps:]
Pop! pop! pop! went the question,
Sadly she accused him. Pop! Pop!
[Mina:]
Pop! went a cork,
Each time that she refused him.
[Both:]
She would soothe him
When he took more than he ought'er.
He was a bottle of Schnapps,
And she a syphon of
"So-oh-ho-da wa-a-a-a-ter!"
[Schnapps:]
One dark night a hand he saw,
Groping on the shelf;
Off came Schnapps's coat of straw,
And off he was snatch'd himself.
[Mina:]
Did he hear the syphon sigh,
As she watch'd him go?
How he laugh'd when, by and bye,
They took her upstairs also!
[Schnapps:]
"Is it not cold weather?"
Schnapps ventured with a choke.
"We go so well together,"
Said Schnapps, "and that's a joke!"
[Both:]
Pop! pop! pop! went the question,
Sadly she accused him.
Pop! pop! pop! went a cork,
Each time that she refused him.
She would soothe him
When he took more than he ought'er.
He was a bottle of Schnapps,
And she a syphon of
"So-oh-ho-da wa-a-a-a-ter!"