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I LIFT UP MY FINGER AND I SAY TWEET TWEET
Words and music by Leslie Sarony
As sung by Leslie Sarony

VERSE 1: Now some people make a fuss
When a thing goes wrong.
Some start to swear and cuss.
Others sing a song.
I don't do either; that's all napoo.
When a thing goes wrong with me, this is what I do:

CHORUS 1: I lift up my finger and say, "Tweet, tweet!
Shush, shush! Now, now! Come, come!"
I don't need to linger when I say, "Tweet, tweet!
Shush, shush! Now, now! Come, come!"
When the cats at night are starting to fight,
Do I stand by deaf and dumb?
No! I lift up my finger and say, "Tweet, tweet!
Shush, shush! Now, now! Come, come!"

VERSE 2: Now some people say, "Tut, tut!"
Others say, "Dash, dash!"
Some call for beef or mutt',
Others sauce and mash.
If in a hotel waiters are slow,
Do I thunder, "Who the—? What the—? How the—? Why the—?" No!

CHORUS 2: I lift up my finger and say, "Tweet, tweet!
Shush, shush! Now, now! Come, come!"
I don't need to linger when I say, "Tweet, tweet!
Shush, shush! Now, now! Come, come!"
When the wife tells me where I ought to be,
Do I stand by meek and mum?
No! I lift up my finger and say, "Tweet, tweet!
Shush, shush! Now, now! Come, come!"

CHORUS 3: I lift up my finger and say, "Tweet, tweet!
Shush, shush! Now, now! Come, come!"
I don't need to linger when say, "Tweet, tweet!
Shush, shush! Now, now! Come, come!"
When a girl says, "Dear, I'm lost around here,"
Do I stand and suck my thumb?
No! I lift up my finger and say, "Tweet, tweet!
Shush, shush! Now, now! Come, come!"

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ALTERNATIVE LINES 5-6 FOR CHORUS, COLLECTED FROM OTHER VERSIONS:

When at golf I'm duff and get in the rough,
Do I look all sour and numb?

When the baby screams and scatters my dreams,
Do I start to sing or hum?

When the landlord knocks and we're on the rocks,
And he swears, do I stand dumb?

When my voice is heard and I get the bird,
Do I stand by meek and mum?

If a pugilist starts swinging his fist,
Do I run away like some?

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