Then don’t you be dumb
Tell me where they’ve gone
He smacks them with his scarf.
Oh please, Drosselmeyer
You hurt me
You be happy you’re alive, now
Tell me where they’re hiding
Gee-I don’t even know where the heck we’re going
They came this way with a gypsy parade
Aaaaa what, a parade?
Are you joking?
As funny in fact as a heart attack.
Clara I was There attentive
‘Spensive dresses never less is
More and more you turn your back
On Uncle Chris Old Uncle Chris is
Less and less, Adored no more
Old Uncle Chris is old and fading
Fast way, my days are numbered
Yours are starting, younger starting
As for me oh I’m old farting
Fading Fast way, old farting
Days are numbered
Not like Nutter
As for Nutter
Oh that Nutter
Oh that Nutter
Oh that Nutter
That...
Oh-Ah, Drosselmeyer
Don’t hurt me
Sure maybe I’m dumb but
Don’t know where they’ve gone
Oh please, Drosselmeyer
You hurt me
I am happy I’m alive, yes
Still don’t know where they’re hiding
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