The Bab Ballads, with Which Are Included Songs of a Savoyard

by W. S. Gilbert

And I went to a back back street, with plenty of cheap cheap shops,

And I bought an oilskin hat, and a second-hand suit of slops,

And I went to Lieutenant Belaye (and he never suspected me!)

And I entered myself as a chap as wanted to go to sea.

We sailed that afternoon at the mystic hour of one,—

Remarkably nice young men were the crew of the Hot Cross Bun.

I'm sorry to say that I've heard that sailors sometimes swear,

But I never yet heard a Bun say anything wrong, I declare.