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We have to make hay while sun shines
Eat good food and drink finest wines

She now sews original designs
Has fame but for peace she now pines
She'd rather drink gin
In the mornings 'sleep in'
And at evening dream of old times

We have to make hay while sun shines

She now sews original designs
Has fame but for peace she now pines
She'd rather drink gin
In the mornings "sleep in"

She now sews original designs
Has fame but for peace she now pines
She'd rather drink gin

She now sews original designs
Has fame but for peace she now pines

Aunt Gertrude loved to embroider
Doing nothing just annoyed her
Her stitching was neat
A feather stitched seat
Was so lovely that someone employed her

She now sews original designs

Aunt Gertrude loved to embroider
Doing nothing just annoyed her
Her stitching was neat
A feather stitched seat

Aunt Gertrude loved to embroider
Doing nothing just annoyed her
Her stitching was neat

Aunt Gertrude loved to embroider
Doing nothing just annoyed her

My Uncle Joe's nose is gigantic
Cruel people made him frantic
Until he grew up
T'was small like a pup
But he still didn't look romantic

Aunt Gertrude just loved to embroider

My Uncle Joe's nose is gigantic
Cruel people made him frantic
Until he grew up
T'was small like a pup

My Uncle Joe's nose is gigantic
Cruel people made him frantic
Until he grew up

My Uncle Joe's nose is gigantic
Cruel people made him frantic

Sebastian was known as a clown
Though his face always had a frown
But inside he was happy
Always quite yappy
And didn't let life get him down

My Uncle Joe's nose is gigantic

Sebastian was known as a clown
Though his face always had a frown
But inside he was happy
Always quite yappy

Sebastian was known as a clown
Though his face always had a frown
But inside he was happy

Sebastian was known as a clown
Though his face always had a frown

I'm too old for drama these days
We do, as we age, change our ways
Just chilled out days out
No need for a pout
Decembers are lovely as Mays

Sebastian was known as a clown

I'm too old for drama these days
We do, as we age, change our ways
Just chilled out days out
No need for a pout

I'm too old for drama these days
We do, as we age, change our ways
Just chilled out days out

I'm too old for drama these days
We do, as we age, change our ways

And then I forgot his first name
Which really was kind of a shame
Maybe he's married
With past history carried
I'm looking for a life more tame

I'm too old for drama these days

And then I forgot his first name
Which really was kind of a shame
Maybe he's married
With past history carried

And then I forgot his first name
Which really was kind of a shame
Maybe he's married

And then I forgot his first name
Which really was kind of a shame