A BICYCLE BUILT FOR TWO.

(Latest Parliamentary Version.)

Mr. H. Fowler sings. (Air—"Daisy Bell.")

There's mazy misgiving upon my part,

Hazy, hazy,

Women, by Walter M'Laren's art,

Muddle my "Mazy Bill."

Whether I love it or love it not,

Down I must gulp this pill.

She-suffrage complicates the plot,

Much, of my "Mazy Bill"!

Chorus

Mazy! Mazy!

She-Voter, sit up, do!

I'm half crazy,

All with the weight of you!

You will not be robbed by marriage

Of a ride on this bi-wheeled carriage.

You look so sweet

(So you think) on the seat

Of a Bicycle built for Two!

We must go "tandem," like man and wife!—

Aisy! Aisy!—

Am I not working away for life,

Driving my "Mazy Bill"?

Taking you up, as an extra load,

Taxes my strength and skill.

Rough and up-hill is the country road,

Run by the "Mazy Bill."

Chorus

Lazy! Lazy!—

Spin like a "Scorcher"—do!

I'm half crazy

With the dead weight of you!

Spinster or bound in marriage,

You claim gratuitous carriage;

But—use your feet

If you must have a seat,

On this Bicycle built for Two!

I must stand by you? Oh yes, I know!

They see, they see,—

M'Laren and Stansfeld, Jesse and Joe,—

I'm bound to my "Mazy Bill."

You'll take the lead, if I don't mistake.

Then, if you work your will,

Who will there be to put on the brake,

Working my "Mazy Bill"?

Chorus

Hazy! Hazy!

Such is the country view!

Squires half crazy,

All for sheer dread of you!

Maidens or marred by marriage,

Your sex means claiming their carriage;

But, I feel dead beat

With your weight on the seat

Of this Bicycle—built for Two!


CONVERSATION BOOK FOR CANDIDATES.

(When the Ladies have the Franchise.)