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 The Worsted Man And everywhere true love you ll see: It cometh to birdlings in the tree, To beasts of the field and forest free ; And that is why the glad world smiles, For love is with it every whiles. Love is a watchword, land or sea Fal-la-la-la, fal-la-la-lee! CHORUS Yes, that is why the glad world smiles, For love is with it every whiles. Love is a watchword, land or sea Fal-la-la-la, fal-la-la-lee! Doll. Well, I suppose I ought to un derstand. And I think I would if you hadn t stuffed my head full of excelsior instead of brains. But it doesn t make any difference whether I understand love or not what is clear is that I must have a heart to keep it in. Impatience. That s it. 38