1930 Cocktails by "Jimmy" late of Ciro's London

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Here's to the girl I love-

1 wish that she were nigh;

If

drinking beer would bring her here,

I'd drink the damn place dry.

Here's to the bachelor; you can always

tell him because he has no buttons on his shirt.

A married man has no shirt!

Laugh and the world laughs with you,

Weep and you weep alone;

For this grand old earth must borrow its

mirth,

It

has troubles enough of its own.

Here's to the wings of love-

May they never moult a feather,

Till my big boots and your little shoes

Are under the bed together.

Here's to the club girl,

Here's to the tub girl,

Here's to the lass who looks you through;

Here's to the mannish girl,

Here's to the clannish girl-

Drink to 'em standing-the petticoat crew!

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