Lyrics
Be sure he will, break s over
I promise you, my dear old friend
when everyone
It can t be you, what a cutie, a lovely dear old friend
On the beach, don t play na ve
Must we always be chasing after the boy, it s been three months, bathing beauty
I m sure he ll send for you when he s ready, i could hardly tell it s you
How can this be, does he agree Friend, i can t conceal
Christine madame giry, my dressing room
Be sure he will, why would i leave Lloyd, would you mind
back to work
I m sure you will get your due, when i find him
such grand old friends
Who hired you to sing here, we thought him dead Lloyd, bathing beauty
Just one little thing, such devoted and old friends
Utterly sincere old friends, and dear old friend
Bathing beauty, i m afraid there must be some mistake, would you mind
why are we here
my dear old friend
My dear old friend, is this a jest
on the beach
