By The Sea

Ooh, Mr. Todd, I'm so happy
I could eat you up, I really could
You know what I'd like to do, Mr. Todd?

What I dream, if the business stays as good?
Where I'd really like to go in a year or so
Don't you want to know?

Of course

Do you really want to know?

Yes, yes, I do, I do

Well, I've always had a dream
Ever since I was skinny little slip of a thing
And my rich aunt Nettie used to take me to the seaside
August bank holiday
The pier...
Making castles in the sand
I can still feel me toes wiggling around in the briney

By the sea, Mr. Todd, that's the life I covet
By the sea, Mr. Todd, ooh, I know you'd love it
You and me, Mr. T, we could be alone
In a house what we'd almost own

Down by the sea

Anything you say

Wouldn't that be smashing?

With the sea at our gate, we'll have kippered herring
What have swum to us straight from the Straits of Bering
Every night in the kip, when we're through our kippers
I'll be there slipping off your slippers

By the sea, with the fishes splashing
By the sea, wouldn't that be smashing?
Down by the sea

Anything you say, anything you say

I can see us waking, the breakers breaking
The seagulls squawking, ooh, ooh
I do me baking, then I go walking
With you-hoo, you-hoo

I'll warm me bones on the esplanade
Have tea and scones with me gay young blade
Then I'll knit a sweater, while you write a letter
Unless we've got better to do-hoo

Anything you say

Think how snug it'll be underneath our flannel
When it's just you and me and the English Channel
In our cozy retreat, kept all neat and tidy
We'll have chums over every Friday

By the sea

Anything you say

Don't you love the weather?
By the sea, we'll grow old together
By the seaside, hoo, hoo
By the beautiful sea

Oh, I can see us now in our bathing costumes
You in a nice rich navy and me stripes, perhaps

It'll be so quiet, that who'll come by it
Except a seagull, ooh, ooh
We shouldn't try it
Though till it's legal for two-hoo

But a seaside wedding could be devised
Me rumpled bedding legitimized
Me eyelids'll flutter, I'll turn into butter
The moment I mutter I do-hoo

By the sea, in our nest, we could share our kippers
With the odd paying guest from the weekend trippers
Have a nice sunny suite for the guest to rest in
Now and then, you could do the guest in

By the sea, married nice and proper
By the sea, bring along your chopper
To the seaside, hoo, hoo
By the beautiful sea



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Writer(s): Stephen Sondheim
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