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I have sailed the world
Beheld it's wonders
From the Dardanelles
To the mountains of Peru
But there's no place like London
I feel home again
I could hear the city bells ring
What ever I would do
No there's no place like London!
Mr. Todd, sir!
You are young
Life has been kind to you
You will learn
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It is here we go our several ways
Farewell, Anthony
I will not soon forget the good Ship Bountiful
Nor the young man who saved my life
Alms, alms
For a miserable woman
On a miserable, chilly morning
Thank you, sir, thank you
How would you like a little muff, dear?
A little jig-jig
A little bounce-around-the-bush
Wouldn't you like to push me parsley?
It looks to me, dear, like you got plenty there to push!
Alms, alms
For a pitiful woman
What's got wandering wits, I—
Don't I know you, mister?
Must you glare at me, woman?
Off with you, off, I say!
The how would ya like to sniff me muff, mister
We'll go jig-jig
A little—
Off, I said, to the devil with you!
Alms, alms
For a desperate woman ...
Pardon me, sir, but there's no need to fear the likes of her
She was only a huff-crazed beggar woman
London's full of them
There's a hole in the world like a great black pit
And the vermin of the world inhabit it
And its morals aren't worth what a pig can spit
And it goes by the name of London
At the top of the hole sit a privileged few
Making mock of the vermin in the lower zoo
Turning beauty to filth and greed
I too have sailed the world and seen it's wonders
For the cruelty of men is as wondrous as Peru
But there's no place like London