While we're into Alouette and its variants, this pub version is addressed by a male soloist to a young lady who has been persuaded to stand on (e.g.) a chair.

Alouette, lovely Alouette,
Alouette, you're the one for me.
How I love your plates of meat (touches the girl's feet)
How I love your plates of meat
Plates of meat
Plates of meat
Ah!

and so on, cumulatively working up through ham & eggs, chips & peas etc. to Barnet Fair.