I shall marry the miller's son
Pin my hat on a nice piece
of property
Friday nights for a bit of fun
We'll go dancing
Meanwhile
It's a wink and a wiggle
And a giggle in the grass
And I'll trip the light fandango
A pinch and a diddle in the
middle of what passes by
It's a very short road from the
pinch and the punch
To the paunch and the pouch
and the pension
It's a very short road to the
ten thousandth lunch
And the belch and the grouch
and the sigh
In the meanwhile
There are mouths to be kissed
before mouths to be fed
And a lot in between
in the meanwhile
And a girl ought to celebrate
what passes by
Or I shall marry
the businessman
Five fat babies
And lots of security
Friday nights if we
think we can
We'll go dancing
Meanwhile
It's a push and a fumble
And a tumble in the sheets
And I'll foot the highland fancy
A dip in the butter and a flutter
with what meets my eye
It's a very short fetch from the
push and the whoop
To the squint and the stoop
and the mumble
It's not much of a stretch
to the cribs and the croup
And the bosoms that droop
and go dry
In the meanwhile
There are mouths to be kissed
before mouths to be fed
And there's many a tryst
And there's many a bed
To be sampled and seen
in the meanwhile
And a girl has to celebrate
what passes by
Or I shall marry
the Prince of Wales
Pearls and servants
and dressing for festivals
Friday nights with him
all in tails
We'll have dancing
Meanwhile
It's a rip in the bustle
And a rustle in the hay
And I'll pitch
the quick fantastic
With flings of confetti and my
petticoats away up high
It's a very short way from the
fling that's for fun
To the thigh pressing
under the table
It's a very short day
'til you're stuck with just one
Or it has to be done on the sly
In the meanwhile
There are mouths to be kissed
before mouths to be fed
And there's many a tryst
And there's many a bed
There's a lot I'll have missed
But I'll not have been dead
when I die
And a person should celebrate
everything passing by
And I shall marry
the miller's son