CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Manage Your Flamingo

Manage your flamingo
If you play croquet, dear
When you play croquet, dear
You have to do the do

You tuck 'em down low
From feet to the chin

Then batter to your hedgehog
Again and again

Oh, manage your flamingo
Like the queen is pa**ing

When the queen is pa**ing
You have to do the do

You plant a rose white
You best paint it red
As soon as she pa**es

It's off with your head

Knaves lose their faces
The faceless must die

Fives club their aces
Diamonds ask why
Why

Don't they ask why?

Oh, manage your flamingo
Or it's done for you, my love

Oh, she's done with you, my love

Unless you do the do
And tell her how fine
A day for croquet

And who but the queen could
Conceive such a game

Gather your hedgehog
Set him on the green

Swing your flamingo

God save the queen

Will god save the queen?

Will god save the queen?

Will god save the queen?
Will god save the queen?

Will God save the queen?