Now if you're fond of dancing, boys,
I'll tell you where to go.
Believe me, boys I know
The identical kind of show
It's patronised by all the 'nobs' and aristocracy
A splendid night's amusement and
They only charge three 'd'.

Chorus: At our threepenny hop, our threepenny hop;
Where the boys and girls are found
Hopping it round and round and round;
When you start a-dancing you never know when to stop.
It's Hi! Hi! Go as you please, at our threepenny hop.

You'll always find a partner, boys,
As soon as you're inside,
The girls posses no pride,
And they never go in for 'side'.
The M.C.'s quite a gentleman,
The ladies like him so;
You'll spot some lovely railways
And some bits of calico.


The little orchestra they've got,
Knocks others into fits;
The 'Flutist' makes big hits
With hi sweet little 'twiddley bits'.
They start off with a dreamy waltz
That gives me quite a thrill,
And Finish with the 'Can-Can' or
A good old 'Irish Reel'.


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Written and composed by Harry Castling - 1901
Performed by Kate Carney (1868-1950)
From monologues.co.uk Music Hall Lyrics Collection
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