Opening Chorus

Air: "Tingle Ingling"

Once on a time, when men came dining
There was no great fuss made:
If one, a lover, had been pining,
Your place was next him laid.
A hundred things you mentioned to him,
But not one thing he'd wish,
And your side glance would quite undo him,
As he'd refuse each dish.
But just one little kiss and then,
Oh, what a difference you make, you men!

Chorus:
We have to hustle—ustle—ustle—ustle,
Hustle some more
Than we've before;

We've got to step around and look quite lively;
We have to bustle—ustle—ustle—ustle,
We have to hustle—ustle—ustle—ustle.

Why, why,
We have to fly.
We have to fly;

We want to wear nice frocks, for see,
We have some men come to tea!

In those old days when men were pleasing,
You played around a lot;
page 30 You sometimes tried your hand at teasing;
Sometimes you thought you'd not.
But when a chance came for flirtation.
You seldom passed it by;
That pastime has exhilaration
With which nothing can vie.
Just one little kiss, and then.
Oh what a difference you make, you men!