| oh, what has become of poor Georgie?
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| oh, Nanny whats happened to him?
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| he’s covered in lumps, unnatural bumps
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| and theres a waxy sheen to his skin.
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| oh, he wasn’t like this when I left him,
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| we’ve only been gone for a day.
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| why didn’t he react when I got back?
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| oh, Nanny what games did you play?
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| oh, what has become of young Georgie; |
| my son,
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| what have you done to my boy?
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| well as I grow closer to Georgie,
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| I cannot disguise my disgust.
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| He isn’t just tired, he’s clearly expired
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| and once more poor Georgie’s been stuffed
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| «aw» and its not even good taxidermy.
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| His heads all lobsided and thin.
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| He’s got 2 glass eyes of different sizes
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| and theres wire poking out of his chin.
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| oh, what has become of young Georgie; |
| my son,
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| What have you done to my boy?
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| Sorry sir, im not a Nanny.
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| oh dear.
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| I think you’ve made a mistake.
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| the nannys next door,
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| this room is for the taxidermy class I take.
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| oh no.
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| Why dont you look on the bright side?
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| What bright side?
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| Well think of the food bills you’ll save,
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| he’ll never grow old,
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| or need new clothes
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| and he’ll never again misbehave.
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| He’ll never again misbehave.
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| What will I tell the wife?
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| He’ll never again misbehave.
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| When I get back tonight.
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| He’ll never again misbehave.
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| Well I better buy some flowers.
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| He’ll never again misbehave. |