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Web poor thing lyrics [todd, spoken] isn't that a room up there over the pie shop? Web poor thing, poor thing there was this judge, you see wanted her like mad, everyday sent her a flower but this she come down from her tower? But she wouldn't budge from. If times are so hard, why don't you rent it out? Isn't that a room up there over the pie shop? The judge, he tells her, is all contright. That should bring in something. Everyday they'd nudge and they'd weadle! The judge, he tells her is all contrite, he blames himself for her dreadful plight, she must come straight to his house tonight, poor thing, poor thing! There were these two, ya see.
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