Mr. Bumble, I shall scream.
No, you wouldn't. Hey, ho!
If I wanted something special,
then you couldn't say no.
Did I nearly cast you smiling?
Yes, I did, and it's beguiling.
If your hand is close, I'll press it.
I shall scream, I shall scream,
Till they hasten to my rescue,
Since there's nobody that's near us,
Who could see us, who could hear us,
If I ask you, can I kiss you?
Say, what will my pretty miss do?
I shall scream! Scream! Scream!
from your shy protective shell,
Can I unhinge you one inch?
Will my blithe subduction beauty
let a suitor do his duty?
Though his lap ain't very large, dear,
sit upon it, there's no charge, dear.
I shall scream, I shall scream,
For the safety of my virtue
Though your knee is round cosy,
See my cheeks are getting rosy,
You would have me in your power,
If I sat here for an hour.
They shall scream, scream,
You're a naughty bad man,
If you think I can't be proper,
And you'll pardon if I mention,
You must state your true intention!
Is there not another room here?
If there were a bride and groom here,
At the thought of what you're thinking,
You will wonder where the
When we come to an agreement.
As my lovey -dovey's chubby,
Could she love a chubby hubby?
I shall scream, Mr. Bumble!
I shall scream, Bumble Womble!
I shall scream, scream, scream!
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