Whatever Happened to Phyllis Puke Songtext

von New Vaudeville Band

I'm looking for a darling to share my early-morning tea,
A scintillating darling who'll come along and baby me:
She's got to be a girl who's a thoroughbred,
Who'll bring me my cocoa when it's time for bed
And entertain the Duchess and Duke,
And that reminds me, whatever happened to Phyllis Puke?

They call me Dashing Dennis with a gleaming white smile,
And when I'm out playing tennis with Lord and Lady de Lyle
I wish I had a cutie of my very own
To pour me out a port and lemon when I get home
And fix the dinner with the cook,
And that reminds me, whatever happened to Phyllis Puke?

So I went to see the parson to ask his advice,
I said I'm looking for a darling who's got to be awfully nice,
For I'm a gay young bachelor of thirty-three
And everybody in the village talks about me
And gives me peculiar looks,
And that reminds me, whatever happened to Phyllis Puke?

Whatever did happen to Phyllis Puke? Well, wasn't she the one who ran off with that colonial bus conductor chappie from Brixton?