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Oh, Mr Todd! I’m so happy I could eat you up, I really could!

You know what I’d like to do, Mr Todd? What I dream? (If the business stays as good?). Where I’d really like to go in a year or so? Don’t you want to know? Do you really want to know?

By the sea, Mr Todd, that’s the life I covet. By the sea, Mr Todd, ooh, I know you’d love it!

You and me, Mr T., we could be alone in a house what we’d almost own. Down by the sea! Wouldn’t that be smashing?

Think how snig it’ll be underneath our flannel, when it’s just you and me and the English Channel! In our cozy retreat kept all neat and tidy, we’ll have chums over ev’ry Friday!

By the sea! Don’tcha love the weather? By the sea! We’ll grow old together! By the seaside, hoo-hoo! By the beautiful sea!

It’ll be so quiet, that who’ll come by it, except a seagull hoo, hoo!

We shouldn’t try it, though ‘till it’s legal for two-hoo! But a seaside wedding could be devised, my rumpled bedding legitimized! My eyelids flutter, I’ll turn into butter the moment I mutter I do-hoo!

By the sea, bring along your chopper! To the seaside, hoo, hoo! By the beautiful sea!

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