Philip Dwight Jones - The Middle-Cla** Gentleman (Act 3 Scene 2) lyrics

SCENE II (Nicole, Monsieur Jourdain, two Lackeys) MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: Nicole! NICOLE: Yes, sir? MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: Listen. NICOLE: He, he, he, he, he! MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: What are you laughing about? NICOLE: He, he, he, he, he, he! MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: What does the hussy mean by this? NICOLE: He, he, he! Oh, how you are got up! He, he, he! MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: How's that? NICOLE: Ah! Ah! Oh Lord! He, he, he, he, he! MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: What kind of little baggage is this? Are you mocking me? NICOLE: Certainly not, sir, I should be very sorry to do so. He, he, he, he, he! MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: I'll give you a smack on the nose if you go on laughing. NICOLE: Sir, I can't help it. He, he, he, he, he, he! MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: You are not going to stop? NICOLE: Sir, I beg pardon. But you are so funny that I couldn't help laughing. He, he, he! MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: What insolence! NICOLE: You're so funny like that. He, he! MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: I'll . . . NICOLE: Please excuse me. He, he, he, he! MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: Listen. If you go on laughing the least bit, I swear I'll give you the biggest slap ever given. NICOLE: Alright, sir, it's done, I won't laugh any more. MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: Take good care not to. Presently you must clean . . . NICOLE: He, he! MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: You must clean . . . NICOLE: He, he! MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: You must, I say, clean the room and . . . NICOLE: He, he! MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: Again! NICOLE: (Falling down with laughter) Then beat me sir, and let me have my laugh out, it will do me more good. He, he, he, he, he! MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: I'm furious. NICOLE: Have mercy, sir! I beg you to let me laugh. He, he, he! MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: If I catch you . . . NICOLE: Sir! I shall burst . . . Oh! if I don't laugh. He, he, he! MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: But did anyone ever see such a hussy as that, who laughs in my face instead of receiving my, orders? NICOLE: What would you have me do, sir? MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: That you consider getting my house ready for the company that's coming soon, you hussy. NICOLE: Ah, by my faith, I don't feel like laughing any more. All your guests make such a disorder here that the word "company" is enough to put me in a bad humor. MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: Why, should I shut my door to everyone for your sake? NICOLE: You should at least shut it to some people.