• EMPEROR: Let us rather talk about our wedding.
• FI FI: Our wedding! Well, I must say, your highness, you didn't waste much time over pre-limin-aries.

I want to have an evening dress that opens down to there,
And wear a great big diamond ta-ra-ra in my hair;
And when I to the playhouse go, I want to do the grand
With a wreath of flowers on my breast, and a bucket in my hand.

I want to be a lidy, and have a private box,

I want to wag a great big fan, and shake my golden locks,

I want to hiss the villain, and cheer the maid forlorn,

So that folks will know, when I say "Bravo!"

I'm a lidy bred and born

I want to learn to patter French, just like a parlez-vous,
And call my servants "garçons" and my letters "billy-doos,"
And when I go a-visiting, and on my friends I drop,
I want to say "Pardon, Mamselle, I hope I'm not de trop."