Well, let's go! That virtue, miss, is fatal Lyrics

Madam, do you want to go to the forest

The forest, the forest

The carriage I have is nice and comfortable

Madam, do you want to go to the forest

Four handsome gentlemen

Waiting for me

To drive on my way

Madam, what more do you want

Well, sir, come on

The carriage is so high

I must have a staircase

I'm sure it's your joke

Just get up on the step

Don't be timid

Take my hand, little miss", a gentleman said

Look, that was easy

Yes, but I pinched

My crinoline

And by God it was bad

Shall I repair it

No, you won't

Or else I'll get off the carriage if

All the while we were driving

I listened to my companion

He was handsome

But his words did not move me

I am" he said"a prober

But the trouble is, this journey

I want to propose, to marry

I am careful, I have assured

My heart from the last time, when I was fixated

On love with a gentleman - that is indeed worse

No, I will never believe them again, I have sworn that

Miss, I swear loudly

That I love you

Why do you want to move you, am I sitting too close

If someone has left you

I must hold you

Let me accompany you tonight, I pray

Miss! oh let me catch you

Don't be afraid

Just jump down quickly

I'll stand firm

God, I thank you a thousand times

His arm he boldly extended

And he brought

Me to Niels Husar

The chickens he has

And the champagne, how it tasted

Miss, for dessert

I hope you'll give Me a little kiss

No, listen, let's be here

You'll let go of my hand right away

For I have principles

I'm not of that sort, no, you can trust that

You're original

Quiet my love-sickness

No, I thank you, Lord! No, I'm not that mad

But, let's take a walk

That will cure you

Well, let's go! That virtue, miss, is fatal

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