[Jeanette]
[Speaks as she writes ]
There is nothing doing at night!
[Stops writing ]
That's silly! What can I write?
[Writes again]
How I wish that you could be here!
[Stops writing]
That's stupid! Can't think!
Oh, dear!
I wish someone could help me!
Writing always makes me nervous!
[Maurice]
If Mademoiselle forgives me-
I am at her service!
[Jeanette]
Oh!
[Maurice]
Oh-I'm sorry! Allow me!
[Jeanette]
It's such a stupid letter!
[Maurice]
I'll be indebted if you let me help you
[Jeanette]
Oh, no! I'd be the debtor!
What can I write?
It's so hard for me.
Night after night
Is dull as can be.
L'm writing to a girlfriend,
My little Marie!
[Maurice]
Let me see! Let me see!
Why don't you write this
As I dictate it.
[She writes as he dictates]
I have met the one man, my dear!
[Jeanette]
Who is it?
[Maurice]
[continuing to dictate ]
On a visit here!
I am so excited tonight!
[Jeanette]
Excited?
[Maurice]
And delighted! Dear!
He is so distinguished and sweet,
Very debonair yet discreet!
He's the height of fashion!
[Jeanette]
[continuing to write]
My passion's at fever heat!
[Maurice]
He's so modest all of the while,
[Jeanette]
Oh, very!
[Maurice]
With a merry smile.
He is made of iron. He's tall.
[Jeanette]
Gigantic!
[Maurice]
With romantic style!
He's a Julius Caesar in mind
With Apollo's beauty combined.
So, my little friend, you see
He's the very man for me!
[Jeanette]
I'll sign my name!
[Maurice]
It' s easy to see
This little note
Is sweet as can be.
It's sure to please your
Girlfriend, your
Little Marie!
Now read it for me,
Read it for me!
[Jeanette]
[reading]
I have met a foolish young man
[Maurice]
Who is it?
[Jeanette]
On a visit here!
I'll get rid of him if I can.
[Maurice]
I'm choking.
[Jeanette]
I'm not joking, dear.
He is undistinguished and plain!
Very unattractive yet vain!
And he needs a shaking!
[Maurice]
I'm taking
The first fast train!
[Jeanette]
All he does is grin like a mule!
[Maurice]
I'm frowning.
[Jeanette]
He's a clowning fool!
He could never learn how to love!
[Maurice]
I'll grow to-
[Jeanette]
He should go to school!
He's a simple Simon in mind.
To describe his looks is unkind.
So, my little friend, you see
He is not the man for me.