We must retireve that boy, Mr. Bumble.
We must indeed ma'am. We must indeed.
Oliver! Oliver! That was the mite with the large appetite
Oliver! Oliver! Apparently he's from a rich family!
And to think we nearly stupidly went and lost track of him...
If the truth were known we both were delighted at seeing the back of him.
Oliver! Oliver! What'll we do? We must give him his due...
...And we'll praise the day somebody gave us,
Raise the flags, Coming to save us, Cash rewards,
Plus a promotion, Who'd have thought? Hadn't a notion
Praise the lord, somebody brought us O-li-ver!

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