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No. 27 (No. 24a ) - Song - Molly - The interfering parrot

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Molly: A parrot once resided in a pretty gilded cage,
Sarcastic was his temper and uncertain was his age,
He knew that two canaries had apartments overhead,
Who'd only very recently been wed.
Chorus: They'd recently been wed.
Molly: He kept an eye on all that they were doing
Chorus: An interfering parrot in a nasty frame of mind.
Molly: And vow'd he stop their billing and their cooing;
Chorus: Which really was exceedingly unkind.
Exceedingly unkind.
Molly: Polly wink'd his eye and Polly gave a sigh,
And Polly took his best hat down;
He called on Mrs. C. and took a cup of tea
When Mister C. had gone to town.
Then wisely shook his head
And seriously said:
(spoken:) Well, husbands are a lot!
A pretty one you've got!
Such tales I never heard!
So dissolute a bird
I never met before,
What goings on! Oh lor!
Chorus: Polly wink'd his eye and Polly gave a sigh,
And Polly took his best hat down;
He called on Mrs. C. and took a cup of tea
When Mister C. had gone to town.
   
Molly: He left the poor canary with her spirits rather low,
And when she got her husband home her tongue began to go.
In vain he tried caresses and attempted to deny
The silly little girl began to cry.
Chorus: The bird began to cry.
Molly: She told him that she knew he loved another,
Chorus: A shocking accusation for a little bird to make!
Molly: And said she meant to go and see her mother;
Chorus: A very silly step for her to take!
A silly step to take.
Molly: Polly wink'd his eye and Polly gave a sigh,
And Polly took his best hat down;
He knew there'd be a fuss, so jumping on a bus,
He called on Mister C. in town,
Then wisely wagged his head
And seriously said:
(spoken:) A pretty wife you've got!
I see you had it hot,
And, bless her heart, it's true,
She's just as bad as you!
Directly you are gone,
Oh, don't she carry on!
Chorus: Polly wink'd his eye and Polly gave a sigh,
And Polly took his best hat down;
He knew there'd be a fuss, so jumping on a bus,
He called on Mister C. in town.
   
Molly: Canary's yellow countenance with jealousy was green,
And when he met his wife they had a nice domestic scene,
Till she with pocket handkerchief, and he with sullen scowl
They hurried off to Mister Justice Owl.
Chorus: To Mister Justice Owl.
Molly: He granted a judicial separation,
Chorus: And all because of Polly's unsubstantiated words!
Molly: And now they live in icy isolation
Chorus: Two really very wretched little birds
Two wretched little birds!
Molly: Polly wink'd his eye and Polly gave a sigh,
And Polly bought a special Sun.
He read the full report of what occurr'd in Court
And chuckled at the mischief done.
Then going off to bed
Contentedly he said:
(spoken:) Thank goodness that's all right!
I'll get some sleep tonight
A thing I cannot do
When lovers bill and coo!
They won't annoy a soul,
Poor Polly! Scratch a poll!
Chorus: Polly wink'd his eye and Polly gave a sigh,
And Polly bought a special Sun.
He read the full report of what occurr'd in Court
And chuckled at the mischief done.
   
Molly: Of course there is a moral, and of course it's at the end
Those foolish young canaries had a monkey for a friend,
And as to all the trouble each in turn was giving vent,
They put the cunning monkey on the scent!
Chorus: They put him on the scent!
Molly: He called upon the parrot in the morning,
Chorus: No doubt the parrot wondered what on earth he had to say!
Molly: And went for him without the slightest warning,
Chorus: The parrot had a very happy day,
A very happy day.
Molly: Polly piped his eye, and Polly gave a sigh,
And Polly used a naughty word.
The monkey, when he'd done,
Of feathers hardly one had left upon the bad old bird,
He scratched his aching head,
And ruefully he said:
(spoken:) Oh, Sarah, ain't it prime?
I've had a beastly time!
Poor Polly's feeling bad!
Oh, what a day I've had,
I'm sorry on the whole
Poor Polly! Scratch a poll!
Chorus: Polly piped his eye, and Polly gave a sigh,
And Polly used a naughty word.
The monkey, when he'd done,
Of feathers hardly one had left upon the bad old bird.

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