Englantine

David Tomlinson

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    Let us strike a bargain, you possess a gift
    But i can speak the jargon
    That can give your gift the needed lift.
    You possess the know-how
    And i command the show-how
    Oh, how successful you could be ... with me!

    Eglantine, eglantine!
    Oh, how you'll shine!
    Your lot and my lot have got to combine.
    Eglantine, eglantine!
    Hark to the stars
    Destiny calls us
    The future is ours!

    As the shine sells the boot,
    And the blossoms the fruit
    All you need to succeed in your plan
    Is the proper ally upon whom to rely
    And i'm your man.
    For i have an acumen that's nigh superhuman.
    I sell things that nobody can!
    So i humbly suggest
    You accept to my behest
    I'm your man!

    Eglantine, eglantine
    Oh, how you'll shine
    Your lot and my lot have got to combine
    Eglantine, eglantine
    Hark to the stars
    Destiny calls us ... the future is ours!

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    With my expert pantomiming
    The proper taste and timing
    I'll introduce you in the manner grand
    I'll wet their appetite for you
    I'll set the scene so right for you
    We'll have the beggars eating out of your hand.
    As the words sell the tune
    And the moonbeams the moon, all you need to succeed in your plan
    Is a champion rare, with a flourish ... and a flair
    And i'm your man!

    Eglentine:
    I have always had a bit of a knack for witchcraft
    Common spells and simple charms came naturally
    So when the war began, i conjured up a plan
    To do my bit in the national emergency.

    I enrolled in your correspondence college of witchcraft
    And i slaved at every lesson as it came.
    But the spell i counted on,
    Is the lesson that is gone.
    It's disappeared, and you're the one to blame!

    Your suggestions are rash and your manner is brash
    And i've no time to waste, mister brown.
    If i am to proceed, it's that book that i need.
    Don't let me down!
    But if you'll see me through
    I'll discuss it with you
    Though i've no taste for playing the clown
    If i meet with success, then i might acquiesce-

    Emelius:
    I won't let you down!
    Eglantine, eglantine!
    Oh, how you'll shine!
    Your lot and my lot have got to combine
    Eglantine, eglantine!
    Hark to the stars

    Both:
    Destiny calls us, the future is ours!

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    Composition: Richard and Robert Sherman

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