| Brett is in the bathtub
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| Making soup for the ambassadors
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| And i am in the hallway
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| Singing to the troubadours
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| The kings are all lined up Outside the gate
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| And the autumn bells are ringing
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| But they’ll just have to wait
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| Where is the joker?
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| Have you seen him around
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| With his three coned cap
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| That he wears like a clown?
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| Have you seen his stripped stockings
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| And heard his sad tale
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| About the kids under the carpet
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| And the purple humpbacked whales
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| Here come the ambassadors
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| They show up one by one
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| Brett is tasting all the soup
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| To see if it is done
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| Wendy’s on the windowsill
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| Waiting to be let in And we’re all in the bathtub now
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| Making bathtub gin
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| The kings storm the hallway
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| They’ve climbed up through the gate
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| They didn’t mean to be impolite
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| But they just couldn’t wait
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| Here comes the joker
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| With his silly grin
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| He carries a martini
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| Made of bathtub gin
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| Here comes the joker
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| We all must laugh
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| Cause we’re all in this together
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| And we love to take a bath. |