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 When from 'ouse to 'ouse you're 'unting, you must always work in pairs It 'alves the gain, but safer you will find For a single man gets bottled on them twisty-wisty stairs, An' a woman comes and clobs 'im from be'ind. When you've turned 'em inside out, an' it seems beyond a doubt As if there weren't enough to dust a flute (Cornet-. Toot! toot!) Before you sling your 'ook, at the 'ousetops take a look, For it's underneath the tiles they 'ide the loot. (Chorus) Ow the loot! . ..

You can mostly square a Sergint an' a Quartermaster too, If you only take the proper way to go. 7 could never keep my pickin's, but I've learned you all I knew But don't you never say I told you so. An' now I'll bid good-bye, for I'm gettin' rather dry, An' I see another tunin' up to toot (Cornet: Toot! toot) So 'ere's good-luck to those that wears the Widow's clo'es, An' the Devil send 'em all they want o' loot! (Chorus) Yes, the loot, Bloomin' loot!

In the tunic an' the mess-tin an' the boot! It's the same with dogs an' men, If you'd make 'em come again. (fff} Whoop 'em forward with a Loo! loo! Lulu! Loot! loot! loot! Heeya! Sick 'im, puppy! Loo! loo! Lulu! Loot! loot! loot!