As he dictates to her br br Does she love you?—well, I wonder— br Married twenty years, they say! br You, so bald and fat and funny, br Grubbing like a mole for money? br Guess she likes to spend the plunder— br Gee—she knows the way! br br She's a grand one—Lord! what dresses! br Handsome too, proud as a queen— br With her doings in the papers, br Dinners, dances, all the capers, br Likes to lead the show, my guess is! br You're the gold machine! br br If she knew you as I know you, br Would she spend it—say? br If she knew each trick and quibble— br Little fishes hooked that nibble, br Business murders—would she show you br Such a grand-stand play? br br You're a savage money-maker— br Good to her, though, sure—and me.