Nellie: Wonder how I'd feel Livin' on a hillside, Lookin' on an ocean, Beautiful and still. Emile: This is what I need, This is what I've longed for. Someone young and smilin' Climbin' up my hill! Nellie: We are not alike. Probably I'd bore him. He's a cultured Frenchman, I'm a little hick. Emile: Younger man than I, Officers and doctors. Probably pursue her, She could have her pick. Nellie: Wonder why I feel Jittery and jumpy! I'm like a school girl Waitin' for a dance. Emile: Can I ask her now? I'm like a school boy! What will be her answer? Do I have a chance?