[PEACHUM]
No, they can't
No, they can't
Bear to stay at home all tucked up tight in bed
It's fun they want
It's fun they want
You can bet they've got some fancy notions brewing up instead

[MRS. PEACHUM]
So that's your moon over Soho
That is your infernal "D'you feel my heart beating?" line
That's the old "Wherever you go I shall be with you, honey"
When you first fall in love and the moonbeams shine

[PEACHUM]
No, they can't
No, they can't
See what's good for them and set their mind on it
It's fun they want
It's fun they want
So they wind up on their arses in the shit

[PEACHUM & MRS. PEACHUM]
Then whеre's your moon over Soho?
What's come of your infеrnal "D'you feel my heart beating?" line?
Where's the old "Wherever you go I shall be with you, honey"
When you're flat in the shit mourning love's decline?