The lyrics are now available on When There Isn't a Girl About As Jim Dixon rightly surmised, the printed lyrics are rather less risque than those given above! LFF WHEN THERE ISN'T A GIRL ABOUT Poor old Robinson Crusoe, he led a life of miseree There on the Island he knew not what to do No girls there with loving eyes To talk to him and sympathise There on his lonesome things felt awfully blue One night, whilst he was making up the bed He turned to poor old Mister Friday, and he said, Chorus: 'When there isn't a girl about you do feel lonely When there isn't a girl that you can call your 'only' You're abolutely on the shelf Don't know what to do with yourself When there isn't a girl about.' Mister Brown was a bachelor and living in apartments grand One Christmas evening he sat there all alone Just above his head you know There hung a kind of mistletoe He stood beneath it than he gave a groan No sweet maid was near at hand alas Then to himself he whispered in the looking glass, Chorus: Green aboard of a P. and O. meant to see the world, you know And for a fortnight he quite enjoyed the trip; He'd everything that he required Everything that he desired Still there was something missing on the ship One day he found what was missing, so He murmured to the Captain, when he went below, Chorus: Binks the Bobby was on his beat, looking for a snug retreat But all the servants were snug between the sheets All the clocks were striking four And barred was every airy door Binks seemed deserted, so did all the streets Feeling chilly, he crouched against a wall Then shouted to the man that kept the coffee stall, Chorus: Written and composed by Harry Castling & Charles Collins - 1906 Performed by Arthur Reece (1870-1964) Performed by Billy Williams (1877-1915)
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