And Lots Of Other Things - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
AND LOTS OF OTHER THINGS. Copyright, 1893, by Francis, Day & Hunter. Words by Norton Atkins. Music by George Le Brunn. 
When lovers take a walk they sigh and spoon and talk, And lots of other things; And being deep in love he calls the girl a "dove," And lots of other things. If he suggests refreshments she accepts the same. She don't know he is married, therefore she is not to blame; When on the scene his wife appears, exclaiming, "What's this game?" And lots of other things. 
Refrain. I know you all know exactly what I mean, It's only just the old, old story; To Mister Justice Jenne they tell the story soon, And lots of other things. 
Now see a gay old mask, possessing heaps of cash, And lots of other things; For when he's "in the sun" He's very fond of fun, And lots of other things. And when his doctor orders him a change of air, Near those machines for bathing down at Long Branch, he's all there, With op'ra glass in hand he's gazing at the ladies fair, And lots of other things. 
Refrain. I know you all know exactly what I mean, It's only just the old, old storyhe sheds a few salt tears And murmurs, "Pretty dears," And lots of other things. 
Some girls are much to blame, unfairly play the game, And lols of other things; They go to meet their beaus with powder on their nose, And lots of other things. Dressed in the latest fashion, wailing they will be. And, p'rhaps, it may come on to rain, how angry then they'd be! And it he comes an hour late they use a big, big "D," And lots of other things. 
Refrain. I know you all know exactly what I mean, It's only just the old, old story-At him they make a rush, half kill him with a mush, And lots of other things. 
When a chappie gets wed he goes right off his head, And lots of other things; He'll whistle and he'll sing, he'll buy his bride a ring, And lots of other things, One night when he rolls home, as tight as any drum, A stout old party greets him, saying, "Hush! this conduct's rum; Pray don't make such a noise, sir, please-the doctor has just come," And lots of other things. 
Refrain I know you all know exactly what I mean, It's only just the old, old story"Hip, hip, hooray! "he'll cry, "Let's wet the baby's eye," And lots of other things.