The Miller's Son (From A Little Night Music)

I shall marry the miller's son

Pin my hat on a nice piece of property

Friday nights, for a bit of fun

We'll go dancing

Meanwhile...

It's a wink and a wiggle and a giggle in the grass

And I'll trip the light fandango

A pinch and a diddle in the middle of what passes by

It's a very short road from the pinch and the punch

To the paunch and the pouch and the pension

It's a very short road to the ten thousandth lunch

And the belch and the grouch and the sigh

In the meanwhile

There are mouths to be kissed before mouths to be fed

And a lot in between in the meanwhile

And a girl ought to celebrate what passes by

Or I shall marry the businessman

Five fat babies and lots of security

Friday nights, if we think we can

We'll go dancing

Meanwhile...

It's a push and a fumble and a tumble in the sheets

And I'll foot the Highland Fancy

A dip in the butter and a flutter with what meets my eye

It's a very short fetch from the push and the whoop

To the squint and the stoop and the mumble

It's not much of a stretch to the cribs and the croup

And the bosoms that droop and go dry

In the meanwhile

There are mouths to be kissed before mouths to be fed

And there's many a tryst and there's many a bed

To be sampled and seen in the meanwhile

And a girl has to celebrate what passes by

Or I shall marry the Prince of Wales

Pearls and servants and dressing for festivals

Friday nights with him all in tails

We'll have dancing

Meanwhile...

It's a rip in the bustle and a rustle in the hay

And I'll pitch the quick fantastic

With flings like confetti in my petticoats away up high

It's a very short way from the fling that's for fun

To the thigh pressing under the table

It's a very short day till you're stuck with just one

Or it has to be done on the sly