My right shoe's on my left.
Oh! listen to me Mimi,
Of reason I'm bereft!
The buttons of my trousers
Are button'd to my vest;
Oh! listen to me Mimi,
Mere passion's in my breast!
Mimi, you funny little good for nothing Mimi,
Am I the guy?
Mimi, you sunny little honey of a Mimi,
I'm aiming high!
Mimi, you've got me sad and dreamy,
You could free me, if you'd see me.
Mimi, you know I'd like to have
A little son of a Mimi bye and bye.