today in society,
go for classical poetry.
So to win their hearts
one must quote with ease,
Aeschylus and Euripides.
One must know Homer,
and believe me Bo, Sophocles, also Sappho,
Oh, unless you know Shelley,
and Keats, and Pope.
Dainty Debbies will call you a dope.
But the poet of them all,
who will start them simply raving,
is the poet people call the
part of Stratford -on -Avon.
Brush up your Shakespeare.
Start quoting him now.
Brush up your Shakespeare,
and the women, you will wow.
Just declaim a few lines from O'teller,
and they'll think you're a hell of a fella.
If your blonde won't respond
when you flatter her,
tell her what Tony told Cleopatra.
If she bites when her clothes
you are mussing,
what have clothes much
ado about nothing?
Brush up your Shakespeare,
and they'll all bow -dow.
Brush up your Shakespeare,
start quoting him now.
Brush up your Shakespeare,
and the women you will wow.
With the wife of the British ambassador,
try a crack out of Troilus and Crassida.
If she says she won't buy it or take it,
make her take it,
watch more as you like it.
If she says your behavior is heinous,
kick the Reich and the Coriolanus.
Rush up your Shakespeare,
and they'll all bow -tow.
Brush up your Shakespeare,
start quoting him now,
Brush up your Shakespeare,
and the wo men you will wow.
If you can't be a Ham
mond to Hamlet,
They will not give a damn or a damlet,
Just recite an occasional sonnet,
And your lap will have Hundy upon it.
When your baby is pleadin' for pleasure,
let her sample your measure
for measure.
Brush up your Shakespeare,
and they'll all cow -tow.
For suit!
And they'll all cow -tow. E -face!
And they'll all cow -tow.
Brush up your Shakespeare,
Stop quoting him now.
Brush up your Shakespeare,
And the women you will wow.
Better mention the
merchant of Venice,
When her sweet pound of flesh
you would menace.
If a virtue at first she didn't swell,
just remind her that all's
well that ends well.
And if still she won't give you a bonus,
you know what Venus got from Adonis.
Woo!
Brush up your Shakespeare,
and they'll all cow -tow.
Think stout?
And they'll all cow -tow.
Osbourg can still all cow -tow.
If your girl is a Washing
ton Heights dream
Treat the kid to a midsummer's
night's dream
If she then wants an all -by -herself night
Let her rest every eleventh or twelfth night
If because of your heat she gets huffy
Simply play on and lay on McDuffie
Brush off your pig hair
And they'll all kowtow
And they'll all kowtow
And they'll all kowtow
We travel a long, long time