Almost Nearly Perfect
CHARLIE BUCKET
Look at this
Bent umbrella
Hardly know why you'd throw it away
I've a trick with some wire and stick
So I'll save it for a rainy day
Here's a glove
With no partner
It got lost so she tossed you aside, but
I've a date for you wooly mate
And the half-a-heaven you provide
Almost nearly perfect
Yes, it's near enough to new
Your trash is my treasure
Your good bye is my how d'ya do
How d'ya do?
How d'ya do again?
How d'ya do?
Very well then!
Here's a coin
Well it once was
Now it's a smashed penny token
But I know that my Grandpa Joe
Would say "This is only barely broken!"
Here's a tin
Let me at it
When I run everyone is a fan
Hear the roar as I kick and I score
Then my picture's on the label of the can
It's almost nearly perfect
Yes, it's near enough to new
Your trash is my treasure
Your good bye is my how d'ya do
Found a book with missing pages
Not a problem, I know how it ends
Good king Charlie in his kingdom
Lots of chocolate, lots of friends
How d'ya do
Loyal subjects
Bring me sweets, royal treats for a king
Must be pure for a connoisseur
Or executioner's axe shall swing
But 'till then
I'm just Charlie
Full of talk, but no chocolate bars
Pleasant day when I have my say
Mister Wonka will decree
Every candy shall be free
There'll Wonka chocolates falling from the stars
And that'll be absolutely perfect
Just enough to make you cry
Hear the whistle blowing
How d'ya do has to be good bye
Good bye
I'm home!
Look at this
Bent umbrella
Hardly know why you'd throw it away
I've a trick with some wire and stick
So I'll save it for a rainy day
Here's a glove
With no partner
It got lost so she tossed you aside, but
I've a date for you wooly mate
And the half-a-heaven you provide
Almost nearly perfect
Yes, it's near enough to new
Your trash is my treasure
Your good bye is my how d'ya do
How d'ya do?
How d'ya do again?
How d'ya do?
Very well then!
Here's a coin
Well it once was
Now it's a smashed penny token
But I know that my Grandpa Joe
Would say "This is only barely broken!"
Here's a tin
Let me at it
When I run everyone is a fan
Hear the roar as I kick and I score
Then my picture's on the label of the can
It's almost nearly perfect
Yes, it's near enough to new
Your trash is my treasure
Your good bye is my how d'ya do
Found a book with missing pages
Not a problem, I know how it ends
Good king Charlie in his kingdom
Lots of chocolate, lots of friends
How d'ya do
Loyal subjects
Bring me sweets, royal treats for a king
Must be pure for a connoisseur
Or executioner's axe shall swing
But 'till then
I'm just Charlie
Full of talk, but no chocolate bars
Pleasant day when I have my say
Mister Wonka will decree
Every candy shall be free
There'll Wonka chocolates falling from the stars
And that'll be absolutely perfect
Just enough to make you cry
Hear the whistle blowing
How d'ya do has to be good bye
Good bye
I'm home!
Credits
Writer(s): Marc Shaiman, Scott Michael Wittman
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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