But when it comes,—some day—some day—
These eyes an awful tote may see;
And don't you wish, my tailor gay,
That you may get your £. s. d.?
Some day—some day—some day I must meet it,
Snip, I know not when or how,
Snip, I know not when or how;
Only this—only this—this that once you did me—
Only this—I'll do you now—I'll do you now now—
I'll do you now!