(Verse)
We're two chaps who find it thrilling
To do the killing
We're always willing
To give the girls a treat

Just a drink at the Ritz
Call it double or quits
Then we feel the world at our feet

Top hats, white spats
Look divine on us
There's a shine on us
Get a line on us
When we come your way

Gad, 11 o'clock
Let's pop into the Troc
Ere we start the business of day

(Chorus 1)
As we stroll down Picc-Piccadilly
In the bright morning air
All the girls turn and stare
We're so nonchalant and frightfully debonair
When we chat to Rose, Maud, or Lily
You should see the way their boyfriends frown
For they know without a doubt
That their luck's right out
Up against a couple of men about town

(Chorus 2)
As we stroll down Picc-Piccadilly
All the girls say, "Who's here?"
Put your hat straight, my dear
For it's Marmaduke and Percy Vere de Vere

As we doff hats, each pretty filly
Gives a wink at us and then looks down
For they long with all their might
For a red hot night
When they see a couple of men about town