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Brett is in the bathtub |
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Makin' 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 |
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Outside the gate |
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And the autumn bells are ringin' |
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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 crown? |
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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 whale |
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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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And Wendy's on the windowsill |
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Waitin' to be let in |
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And we're all in the bathtub now |
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Making bathtub gin |
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But 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 |
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Gin |
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Gin |
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Gin |
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