AND SHE LISPED WHEN SHE SAID 'YES'
 
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Coyly came a maiden, tripping
Gracefully along The Strand,
One summer afternoon,
And a johnnie there espied her
As quite lost she seemed to stand,
That summer afternoon.
'Oh, sir, can you please inform me
Where the 'Griffin' is?' said she,
The swell could do no less;
He said, You are a stranger
In the city, I can see.'
And she lisped when she said, 'Yes!'

Chorus: Pretty girl, tricky girl,
Oh, it would have been a pity
To leave her in that strange city.
'Please,' said he, 'allow me.'
And she lisped when she said, 'Yes!'

Now, they didn’t reach the 'Griffin'
But went in a place close by,
That summer afternoon;
The weather and the lady,
And the champagne--all were dry,
That summer afternoon.
When two or three more bottles
She had ordered them to bring,
He was sober, more or less;
He said, 'Promise you’ll not leave me
And I’ll give you anything,'
So she lisped when she said, 'Yes!'

Chorus: Pretty girl, tricky girl,
When she left the poor boy 'nanty,'
She said she’d to meet her aunty;
Said he, 'Dear, come back here,'
And she lisped when she said, 'Yes!'

When the Johnnie saw the girl had gone
He took a glass of Scotch
That summer afternoon;
He then essayed to tell the time
But couldn’t find his watch,
That summer afternoon.
He told a 'Bobbie' of the lisp,
He answered, 'Oh, I see,
Who that is I can guess!'
So he went and found the maiden,
And said, 'Come along with me'
And she lisped when she said, 'Yes! '

Chorus: Pretty girl, tricky girl,
Said the Bobbie, 'Here, I say, love,
That there lisp give you away, love,
Git it cut, or keep it shut,'
And she lisped as she said, 'Yes!'

When they took her to the station
The Inspector said, 'Hello! '
That summer afternoon;
And they put her in the black-hole
Where the wicked people go!
That summer afternoon.
Next morning as they placed her
In the dock as it struck ten,
She seemed in great distress,
But the Magistrate was not surprised,
He said, 'What! here again?'
And she lisped as she said, 'Yes!'

Chorus: Pretty girl, naughty girl,
'Kleptomania? that shan’t grieve you,
We will very soon relieve you;
Rest, my dear, for one year,'
And she lisped when she said, 'Yes!'

 
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Written and composed by J. McNicoll - 1897
Performed by Marie Lloyd (1870-1922)
Performed by Marie Loftus (1857-1940)
From monologues.co.uk Music Hall Lyrics Collection
 
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