I never was a one to go and stint meself.
If I likes a thing, I likes it--that's enough.
But there's lots of people say that if you
liked a thing a lot, it'll grow on you and all
that sort of stuff. Now I like me drop of
stout as well as anyone, but stout (you
know) 's supposed to make you fat. Ah, and
there's many a lawdy dawdy madam
wouldn't dare to touch it 'cause it
might spoil her figure, the silly cat.
Now, I always hold with having
it if you fancy it. If you fancy
it, that's understood. And
suppose it makes you fat? I
don't worry over that 'cause a
little of what you fancy does
you good.
I always like to take a little holiday,
and we've always had one, my old man
and me. But the last time that we had one
he sprung up a new idea when he saw the
ladies bathing in the sea. He said, \"What a
man requires is a change of everything.
Ah, and he ought to take his holidays
alone--you know, away from everyday
affairs.\"
So I said, \"Very likely! Well, if
you'd like a fortnight on your own,
I always hold with having
it if you fancy it. If you fancy
it, that's understood. But if
that's your blooming game, I
intend to do the same 'cause a
little of what you fancy does
you good.\"
I had to take a special train the other day.
Ah, but I very nearly lost it, I declare. But
the guard said, \"C'mon, jump in, missus!\"
Then he slung me in a first [class?], and I
saw a loving couple sitting there. I could
see that honeymoon was stamped all
over 'em, and I was sorry for the lady and
the chap. So I said, \"Go on--excuse me.
If you want to have a cuddle, have a
cuddle 'cos I'm going to have a nap.\"
I thought the song was titled \"A Little Of What You Fancy Does You Good,\" but the record label gives the title as \"A Little Bit Of What You Fancy Does You Good!\" Paul Harrison reports that this remained in the catalog until 1942.
