| Playing on his slide trombone in a certain monotone
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| He was known as Mister Monotony
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| Any pleasant interlude that would mean a change of mood
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| Didn’t go with Mister Monotony
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| Sometimes he would change the key
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| But the same dull melody
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| Would emerge from Mister Monotony
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| Folks for miles would run away
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| Only one prefer’d to stay
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| She would come around and say
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| «Have you got any monotony today?»
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| They got married as they should and around the neighborhood
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| She was known as Missus Monotony
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| They were happy as can be and they raised a family
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| Six or seven little monotonies
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| From another village came a snappy clarineter
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| She heard him play and strange to say she liked him better
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| 'Twas the end of Mister Monotony
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| She refused him when he tried
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| Bringing her back to his side
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| She just answered when he cried:
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| «Have you got any monotony today?»
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| «Haven't got any monotony today
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| Can’t play
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| Today
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| Haven’t got any monotony today»
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| Soon there came another bride
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| And she snuggled to his side
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| But he answered when she cried: |