I know she’s a-having a fit
She doesn’t like me a bit
No bird of grace ever lit on Auntie Grizelda-a-a
She says she knows my kind, your Auntie Grizelda
She says she knows my kind, she might may be so
Oh yeah, she’s raised you right, your Auntie Grizelda
You only know the things she wants you to know
You look just like her you do
I know by looking at you
That you’ve been listening to your Auntie Grizelda-a-a
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Yeah! Everybody say yeah!
Ha! Ha! Ha ha! Bop bop bop!
Whoa no, don’t look at me like Auntie Grizelda
It takes much more to be someone of your own
You’ve got to make it free from Auntie Grizelda
Or just like her, you’ll have to make it alone
I know she’s a-having a fit
She doesn’t like me a bit
No bird of grace ever lit on Auntie Grizelda-a-a
“All together now!”
Auntie Grizelda, Auntie Grizelda
Auntie Grizelda, Auntie Grizelda
Grizzle da
Grizzle da-da
Da grizzle da-da da-da
Da grizzle da-da da-da da-da da
Micky: And off we go again into musical land with our favorite own velvet voiced, velvet suited, velvet headed, own boy, Davy Jones, singing that never to be forgotten song that will warm your hearts with tender beads of joy and love when you remember and hear the lyrics to this never to be forgotten old standard that I’m sure you’ll all love.
Peter: That never to be forgotten song which everybody remembers.
Davy: What’s the name of it?
Peter: Uh, I was gonna ask you.
Davy: Um [???]
Micky: You’ll never forget this one.