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There’s your lords and ladies fine

Riding in a coach and six

Nothing to drink but claret wine

Talking politicks

London is a dainty place

A great and gallant city!

All the streets are paved with gold

And all the folks are witty

There’s your beaux with powder’d clothes

Bedaub’d from head to chin

Their pocket-holes adorned with gold

But not one sou within

There’s your lords and ladies fine

Riding in a coach and six

Nothing to drink but claret wine

Talking politicks

There your English actor goes

With many a hungry belly;

While heaps of gold are forc’d, God wot

On Signor Farinelli

There’s your lords and ladies fine

Riding in a coach and six

Nothing to drink but claret wine

Talking politicks

London is a dainty place

A great and gallant city!

All the streets are paved with gold

All the folks are witty

There’s your dames with dainty frames

Skins as white as milk;

Dressed every day in garments gay

Of satin and of silk

London is a dainty place

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