Gentleman,
Gentleman,
Where your home,
What's your name?
But Gentlemen
With the attache,
The attache
In the hand,
Smiling,
Smiling.
But Gentleman
Somewhat aged and balding,
Smiling,
Smiling
To hear them.
Gentleman,
Gentleman,
Where you home,
What's you name?
Pastoral, shepherd,
Semi-urban rustic small girls
Joking, joking
And asking his whereabouts,
But Gentleman full of smiles.
Saying it not,
Just smiling, smiling
With the French-cut beards
On the chin,
Fatty and aged
Smiling, smiling just
To hear, hear them.
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