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I'm Bert, p'raps you've heard of meBert, you've had word of me,Jogging along, hearty and strongLiving on plates of fresh airI dress up in fashionAnd when I am feeling depressedI shave from my cuff all the whiskers and fluffStick my hat on and toddle up WestI'm Burlington Bertie, I rise at ten thirtyAnd saunter along like a toffI walk down the Strand with my gloves on my handThen I walk down again with them offI'm all airs and graces, correct easy pacesWithout food so long I've forgot where my face isI'm Bert, Bert, I haven't a shirtBut my people are well off you know.Nearly everyone knows me from Smith to Lord Rosebr'y,I'm Burlington Bertie from Bow.I stroll with Lord Hurlington,Roll in The BurlingtonCall for Champagne, walk out againCome back and borrow the inkI live most expensiveLike Tom Lipton I'm in the swimLetras de cancionesHe's got so much 'oof', he sleeps on the roofAnd I live in the room over him.I'm Burlington Bertie, I rise at ten thirtyAnd saunter along Temple BarAs round there I skipI keep shouting 'Pip Pip!'And the darn'd fools think I'm in my carAt Rothchilds I swank itMy body I plank itOn his front door step with 'The Mail' for a blanketI'm Bert, Bert, and Rothchild was hurtHe said ' You can't sleep there' I said 'Oh'He said 'I'm Rothchild sonny!' I said 'That's damn'd funny,I'm Burlington Bertie from Bow'I smile condescendinglyWhile they're extending meCheer upon cheer when I appearCaptain with my polo teamSo strict are my peopleThey're William the Conqueror's strainIf they ever knew I'd been talking to youWhy they'd never look at me againI'm Burlington Bertie, I rise at ten thirtyAnd reach Kempton park around threeI stand by the rail, when a horse is for saleAnd you ought to see Wooton watch meI lean on some awning while Lord Derby's yawningThen he bids two thousand and I bid Good MorningI'm Bert, Bert, I'd buy one, a certBut where would I keep it you knowI can't let my man see me in bed with a gee-geeI'm Burlington Bertie from Bow!My pose, Tho' ironicalShows that my monocleHolds up my face, keeps it in place,Stops it from slipping away.Cigars, I smoke thousands,I usually deal in The StrandBut you've got to take care when you're getting them thereOr some idiot might stand on your hand.I'm Burlington Bertie, I rise at ten thirtyAnd Buckingham Palace I view.I stand in the yard while they're changing the guardAnd the queen shouts across "Toodle oo"!The Prince of Wales' brother along with some otherSlaps me on the back and says "Come and see Mother"But I'm Bert, Bert, and Royalty's hurt,When they ask me to dine I say no.I've just had a banana with Lady DianaI'm Burlington Bertie from Bow. From Letras Mania