Lyrics Getting Ready for Freddy - Alma Cogan

Getting Ready for Freddy

Time to get up.
Did you hear what I said?
Freddie, I said time to get ready.
F-R-E-D!!!
(Sung:) Is there no way of getting that kid out of bed?
(Bugs whistles)
Freddie, I gotta getcha up and dressed, up and dressed
Freddie, you gotta look your Sunday best, your Sunday best
Oh, Freddie, look in the Easter bunny’s nest, the bunny’s nest
Get ready, I’ve got to get you up and dressed
But, he doesn’t hear a word I say
There doesn’t seem to be a way
To get him up and dressed today
He heard the cock-a-doodle-doo
Of ev’ry rooster on the clock-a-doodle-doo
They’re always wakin' up the stock-a-doodle-doo
But Freddie doesn’t bat an eye
Wakin' up is such a terrible shock
He must be sleeping like a rock-a-doodle-doo
I’m gonna give another knock-a-doodle-doo
And try to make the feathers fly
Put on your shirt, put on your pants
You better get dressed, I’ll give you one more chance
Put on your shoes, put on your hat
I tawt I taw a putty tat!
Come on Fred, get out of bed
I know you heard what they said
Hurry on, hurry on, hurry on, do
Mister Trouble hasn’t got a thing on you
Wash your hands and wash your face
And part your hair the proper place
Wash wherever dirt appears
And don’t forget behind your ears
Get your shirt and get your pants
You haven’t got another chance
Get your coat and get your hat
And get your blue and white cravat
Brush your teeth and shine your shoes
And hurry, there’s no time to lose
If you dawdle, I’m afraid
You’re gonna miss the big parade
Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry
Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry
Freddie, get ready
Wake up!