|Barked: Mon Jul 20, '09 6:41am PST |
|The Nanny end
So over the bridge from Flushing to the Sheffield's door,
She was there to sell make up but the father saw more,
She had style, she had flair, she was there,
That's how she became the Nanny.
Who would have guessed that the girl we described
was just exactly what the doctor prescribed?
Now, the father finds her beguiling, watch out C.C.,
The kids are actually smiling, such joie de vivre
She's the lady in red when everybody else is wearing tan.
The flashy girl from Flushing, the Nanny named Fran.
Title: Green Acres
Green acres is the place for me.
Farm livin' is the life for me.
Land spreadin' out so far and wide.
Keep Manhattan, just give me that countryside.
Edited by author Mon Jul 20, '09 6:45am PST
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