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When he goes out working, interest he arouses Polishing the windows with worn-out ladies blouses. Now there's no clean collars down Limehouse Way. He shouted 'what a hope' as he chewed a bar of soap And then put up the shutters of the shop. I’ve played Peter fly away Paul, I’ve played tiddly winks and all I’ve written rude words upon the wall, Oh! Mother what'll I do now? Back To Top Of Page MR WU'S A WINDOW CLEANER NOW Mr. You're my favourite Mother, Oh the best I ever had. Some castor oil they made me take, Oh! Mother what'll I do now? We're parted from each other and that's too bad. I got such an awful shock, I asked the time for there's no clock And the Warder said six months "Old Cock Oh! Mother what'll I do now? I ordered lunch from soup to sweet but they forgot the fish and meat And since the soup there's nowt to eat, Oh Mother what'll I do now? I've had such a tummy ache. I've smoked two cigarettes today, Oh! Mother what'll I do now? First I stand and then I sit, then I sit and stand a bit But I can't stand much more of it, Oh! Mother what'll I do now? We're parted from each other and that's too bad. Tonight I've got a date you see but they won't let me have a key And the Warder's won't wait up for me, Oh! Mother what'll I do now? It's hard to pass the time away, I'm in a dangerous mood I say. I'm behind a prison wall, the bed's so hard and much too small There's no pyjamas here at all, Oh Mother what'll I do now? They told me they would treat me swell tucked inside my little cell But up to now it's been like h.! Mother what'll I do now? We're parted from each other and that's too bad. Now I need it more than ever I'm inside this cell. Back To Top Of Page MOTHER WHAT'LL I DO NOW Mother you give good advice, always you mean well. Who gives you vodka strong, till your fortune all goes wrong Madam Moscovitch, the Moscow witch, the Russian gypsy queen Who make-ski love-ski grand, it’s as well she holds your hand Madam Moscovitch, the Moscow witch, the Russian gypsy queen When Count Popinski popped in there one day, he felt rather gay But she said "Now you popout-ski." In her little tent, a jolly sailor went But he made a slip and he missed his ship thro’ the Russian gypsy queen Yo ho heave ho, yo ho heave ho Madam Moscovitch, the Moscow witch, the Russian gypsy queen. MADAM MOSCOVITCH In her little tent a Russian fortune teller reads your character and reads it true She can tell you all your past and present and the kids you’re having in the future too It’s all right-ski sitting in the dark-ski there She’s so nice-ski what’ll happen you don’t care For a bob-ski she’ll tell you, lots of things you never knew Madam Moscovitch, the Moscow witch, the Russian gypsy queen If you drop-ski half a crown, then she’ll let the curtain down Madam Moscovitch, the Moscow witch, the Russian gypsy queen She talks in Russian when she reads your hand You can’t understand, you wonder what she mean-ski I f you pay a quid then she, will unfold her mystery And you’ll see much more than you did before of the Russian gypsy queen.
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