( MR. BUMBLE) Oliver, Oliver
Never before has a boy wanted more
Oliver, Oliver
Won`t ask for more when he knows what`s in store
There`s a dark, thin winding stairway without any banister
Which we`ll throw him down
and feed him the cockroaches served in a canister
Oliver, Oliver
What will he do when he`s turned black and blue
He will rue the day somebody named him Ol-i-ver
(MRS.BUMBLE) There`s a sooty,chimney,place where black cinders are coming out,
Which we`ll throw him up and,
One day next year with the rats he`ll be creeping out.
(MR.BUMBLE) What heavens pray will the goveners say,
(MRS.BUMBLE) They will lay the blame,on the on who named him:
(MR.BUMBLE) Ol-i-ver
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