SHE SPOKE TO ME FIRST
 
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In The Monico not so long ago, I was seated all alone
Sitting next to me, sort of vis-a-vis, a little lady heaved a groan
She was sad for tears were in her eyes, and then, to my surprise,

Chorus: She spoke to me first, I wasn't to blame
She spoke to me first, she told me her name
She said her mother was a lady and her father was a vicar
She ran away from home because her father used to kick her
How she cried, when she told me how
She'd tried and tried and tried
To be a good girl, a very good girl
But in spite of her pride, she spoke to me first
She called me her friend, she spoke to me first
She spoke of the end
And then she thought she'd have a brandy
Then she thought she'd have another
And when she'd finished thinking she was calling me her brother
She never speaks to me now, No, not if I see her first.

In The Monico, later on you know, she was seated on my knee
I thought her so shy, when she asked would I
Oh please take care of her latch-key
I was touched as you may sumise, and then, to my surprise,

Chorus: She spoke to me first, I wasn't to blame
She spoke to me first, me new at the game
She said as her sets had been stolen
And she'd like a loan till Monday
But if I cared to call on her she'd pay me back on Sunday
How she tried, when she told me how
She'd cried and cried and cried
She was a smart girl, a heart to heart girl
Still in spite of her pride, she clung to me first
Still called me her friend, still spoke of her thirst
She mentioned a 'lend'
And then she thought she'd like a pound or two
Then she thought she'd like a 'pony'
And when she'd finished thinking I was absolutely stony
She never speaks to me now, No, not if I see her first.

In The Monico, later on you know, still seated on my knee
I thought her a dear, nibbling at my ear,
And demonstrating her latch-key
She was glad for I had wiped her eyes, and then to my surprise,

Chorus: She spoke to me first, I wasn't to blame
She spoke to me first, me, new at the game
She said as her purse had been stolen
And she'd like a loan till Monday
But if I cared to call on her she'd pay my back on Sunday
How she tried, when with kisses me she plied and plied and plied
She was a smart girl, a heart to heart girl
But when I tried to slide, she clung to me first
Still called me her friend, still spoke of her thirst
She mentioned a 'lend'
And then she thought she'd like a pound or two
To settle for her dinner
And when she'd finished thinking she had really backed a winner
I never speak to her now, No, not if I see her first.

 
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Performed by George Robey (1869-1954)
 
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