EVERY GIRL SHOULD BE A MUSICAL GIRL
 
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Once upon a time a certain poet said,
'There's no place like home'
But I've got some neighbours who are music mad
So I'm feeling inclined to roam
They've a daughter and some madman
Taught her to believe that she could play
The girl's a darn great nuisance any old how
And to the neighbours I say.

Chorus 1: 'Every girl should be a musical girl
Except the girl at the house next door
Oh, the way she bangs the old pianner
When she starts to murder 'Eileen Alannah'
Every day her exercises she'll play
And while she counts one, two, three, four
Father tears his hair and then begins to swear
When she assassinates the 'Maiden's Prayer'
Every girl should be a musical girl
Except the girl at the house next door.'


Chorus 2: 'Every girl should be a musical girl
Except the girl at the house next door
Oh, the way she bangs the old pianner
When she starts to murder 'Eileen Alannah'
Every day her exercises she'll play
And while she counts one, two, three, four
Dad says with a frown, 'I guess I'm leaving town'
Soon as she tries to play 'The Heart bowed Down'
Every girl should be a musical girl
Except the girl at the house next door.'


I feel fit for murder when she starts to play
'There's no place like home'
While her brother William plays the Tambourine
Or performs on a small tooth-comb
Guess we yell some, when the 'Death of Nelson'
Falls on our enchanted ears
And if he heard it he'd be happy to think
That he'd been dead all these years.

Chorus 1: Every girl should be a musical girl
Except the girl at the house next door
Oh, the way she bangs the old pianner
When she starts to murder 'Eileen Alannah'
Every day her exercises she'll play
And while she counts one, two, three, four
Our cat thinks it nice, he dreams of Paradise
When she begins a-strumming 'Three Blind Mice'
Every girl should be a musical girl
Except the girl at the house next door.


Chorus 2: Every girl should be a musical girl
Except the girl at the house next door
Oh, the way she bangs the old pianner
When she starts to murder 'Eileen Alannah'
Every day her exercises she'll play
And while she counts one, two, three, four
How she goes the pace, it is a darned disgrace
That 'Bit of Heaven's like the other place
Every girl should be a musical girl
Except the girl at the house next door.
 
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Written and composed by J.P. Long & Bennett Scott - c1890
 
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