It´s not cricket to picket not cricket
Oh, no it´s just not coming for to picket
You haven´t any right you know
You´re acting in great haste
Just think of the predicament
In which your boss is placed
And entre-nous I think
It´s an exceedingly bad taste
Not cricket to picket not cricket
It´s not cricket to picket not cricket
Atrocious and gauche you know to picket
Go home and starve like gentlemen
Not like a noisy brood
Real ladies never make a fuss
Though they like clothes and food
And money´s never talked about
For that would be quite rude
Not cricket to picket not cricket
It´s not picket to cricket not picket
Uncultured and unmannerly to picket
You know you´re misbehaving now
You mustn´t lose your mind
You´re being so inelegant
And frankly quite unkind
Excuse my indiscretion
But you´re older than refined
Not picket to cricket not picket
It ain´t ticket to stick it not picket
Now offer some
Get each man there a cricket
Oh, dear, where is your decency
No Vanderbilts or Asters
Would ask in such a vulgar way
Be fitting only dexters
I beg you get the hell away
You lousy bunch of...
What do you mean disturbing the peace?
Come with you often
Oh, you see, you´re brushing my mink
Get your hands off, kid!
You don´t seem to know who I am
Or whom I know
Listen, I´m an intimate friend of Jimmy Walker
You won´t get me in the...