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Daisy Bell (Additional Choruses) 
Daisy Bell (Additional Choruses) 
Additional chorus versions follow: 
Harry, Harry, here is your answer true. I'd be crazy to marry a jerk like you. There'll never be any marriage If you can't afford a carriage And I'll be switched (As is hit with a switch) If I'd get hitched On a bicycle built for two. 
Richard, Richard, here is your answer true. You're half crazy if you think that will do. If you can't afford a carriage, There won't be any marriage. Cause I'll be switched If I'll be hitched On a bicycle built for two. 
Daisy,Daisy the coppers are after you, If they catch you,you know what they will do. They'll tie you up with wire Inside a Black Maria So ring your bell and pedal like hell On a bicycle made for two! 
Peter, Peter, here is your answer true. I'd be crazy, to marry a lad like you. If you can't afford a carriage there won't be any marriage. And I'd be dead, before I'd wed on a bicycle built for two. 
Daisy, Daisy, give me your answer do I'm half crazy, just to make love to you You make me all hot and sexy So let us call a taxi My kind of fun, just can't be done On a bicycle built for two. 
Michael, Michael, here is my answer true I won't cycle, it leaves me all black and blue 
There won't be any marriage If you don't get a carriage for I'll be blowed If I'll be stowed (towed?) On a bicycle made for two 
Michael, Michael, here is your answer true: I won't cycle, all for the love of you. If you can't afford a carriage, There won't be any marriage. 'Cause I'll be damned If I'll be crammed [jammed? slammed?] On a bicycle built for two. 
Maxie, Maxie, here is your answer true: I'm not crazy all for the likes of you. If we can't afford a carriage, There won't be any marriage, 'Cause I'll be damned if I'll be crammed* On a bicycle built for two. 
*Variant for respectable company: "I'll be switched if I'll be hitched". 
Barkeep, Barkeep, give me your answer true: I'm half crazy over the foamy brew. I haven't got any money, But wouldn't it look funny, Me staring at you, across the bar, Without a drink in my hand. 
Daisy, Daisy, send me some email, do I'm half-crazy all for a byte of you I can't afford a modem I don't know how to code 'em But you'd look good Upon a node Of the internet built for two. 
[Insert male name, twice], here is your email true I'd be crazy to interface with you Why don't you get a clue be-Fore ranting like a newbie And I'll be damned If I'll be spammed On an internet built for two. 
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