First S. There are girls you can't tempt with a title or gold.
Second S. There may be—but I've never seen one.
First S. Some much prefer love in a cottage, I'm told.
Second S. (putting her arms a-kimbo). If you swallow that, you're a green one!
They'll stick to their lover so long as he's cash,
When it's gone, they look out for a wealthier mash.
A girl on the gush talks unpractical trash—
When it comes to the point, she's a keen one!
Refrain.
First S. Then, are none of us at bottom any better than the rest!
Second S. (cheerfully). Not a bit; I am a girl myself and I know.
First S. You'd surely never give your hand to someone you detest?
Second S. Why rather—if he's rolling in the Rhino!
Fourth Verse.