Cherry Tree Lane, Pt. 1

Mrs. Brill: Katy-Nanna!
Who gets stuck with the children with no nanny in the house?
Me that's who!
Katy-Nanna: I've said my say Mrs. Brill and that's all I'll say
I've done with this house forever
Mrs. Brill: Well good ridence then
Mrs. Banks: Katy-Nanna!
Gone are you quite sure
Mrs. Brill: Gone and is it any wonder
Mrs. Banks: Choosing the right nanny I keep drawing blanks
Do you really think I made another blunder
What on earth am I to say to Mr. Banks?
George dear
I'm feeling so bereft dear
Another nanny's left dear
Every nanny goes we're unlucky I suppose
Both: We are never going to find the perfect nanny
Mr. Banks: NONSENSE!
Precision and order that's all that I ask
The running of a household a straightforward task
The children, the servants, they're all your domain
Whilst I remain the soverign of Cherry Tree Lane
Coat?
Mrs. Brill: Coming Sir
Mr. Banks: The simple truth is you've engaged 6 nannys in the past 4 months and they've all been unqualified disasters
A nanny should govern
A nanny should rule
A nanny is a paragon who suffers no fool
A nanny's a skolwart our children would gain
by having such a nanny
in Cherry Tree Lane
Mrs. Banks: Of course George, but-
Mr. Banks: So take control of situations
Show your authority when interviewing staff
You know your role
They know their stations
Efficiency and forethought cut the jobs in half
Briefcase!
Mrs. Banks: I thought Katy-Nanna would be firm with the children, she always looked so cross!
Mr. Banks: Winifred never confuse efficiency with a liver complaint
Mrs. Banks: Clear thinking, sound judgement
Mr. Banks: That's how to advance
Both: Then things will run like clockwork
Mr. Banks: Leave nothing to chance
When nanny's go missing
The answer is plain
Our children must be monsters
Mrs. Banks: Oh how can they be monsters
in cherry tree lane
Umbrella
Mrs. Banks: Oh if only we could find someone like your own nanny
Mr. Banks: I'm afraid that's not realistic my dear
few women alive could manage Ms Andrews standards of efficiency
Besides we could never afford someone of her calibre
Mrs. Brill and Robertson Ay: Precision and order
he wants nothing less
Robertson Ay: It's like an army barracks
Mrs. Brill: And we're in the mess
Both: No wonder the nanny's are driven insane
We're living in a madhouse
In cherry tree lane
Mr. Banks: Now, place an advertisment in the Times that Jane and Michael Banks require the best possible nanny at the lowest possible wage
Jane: Father we've written our own advertisment
Mr. Banks: What?
Mrs. Banks: Oh please George I think we should hear it
Jane: Wanted a nanny for two adorable children
Mr. Banks: Adorable well that's debatable