Hark! What art thou doing down there?
Rollicking alone each night,
When the Lord is always with thee?
He doth hear the music playing,
He doth feel thine body swaying.
One floor below thee,
For all that is holy,
Be not untrue...
Oh, mine darling,
Knock three times
On thine ceiling very promptly.
Twice on thine pipe
And thou would feel aglow.
And thou would feel aglow.
Oh, mine sweetness,
(Knock, knock, knock,)
Pray so sweetly
In the hallway.
Oh, twice on thine pipe
To our Lord thou must show!
Pray so sweetly
In the hallway.
Oh, twice on thine pipe
To our Lord thou must show!
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