[Eglantine]
As the words sell the tune
And the moonbeams the moon
All I need to succeed in my plan
Is a champion rare
With a flourish and a flare
And you're my man

[Emelius]
Portobello Road, Portobello Road
Street where the riches of ages are stowed
Anything and everything a chap can unload
Is sold off the barrow in Portobello Road