Just You Wait

Just you wait, 'enry 'iggins Just you wait! You'll be sorry But your tears'll be to late You'll be broke And I'll have money Will I help you? Don't be funny! Just you wait, 'enry 'iggins Just you wait! Just you wait, 'enry 'iggins, till you're sick And you scream to fetch a doctor double-quick I'll be off a second later And go straight to the the-ater Oh ho ho, 'enry 'iggins Just you wait! Ooooooh 'enry 'iggins! Just you wait until we're swimmin' in the sea Ooooooh 'enry 'iggins! And you get a cramp a little ways from me When you yell you're going to drown I'll get dressed and go to town Oh ho ho, 'enry 'iggins! Oh ho ho, 'enry 'iggins! Just you wait! One day I'll be famous I'll be proper and prim Go to St. James so often I will call it St. Jim One evening the king will say: "Oh, Liza, old thing I want all of England your praises to sing Next week on the twentieth of May I proclaim Liza Doolittle Day! All the people will celebrate the glory of you And whatever you wish and want I gladly will do" "Thanks a lot, King," says I, in a manner well-bred "But all I want is 'enry 'iggins 'ead!" "Done," says the King with a stroke "Guard, run and bring in the bloke!" Then they'll march you, 'enry 'iggins to the wall And the King will tell me: "Liza, sound the call!" As they lift their rifles higher I'll shout: "Ready! Aim! Fire!" Oh ho ho, 'enry 'iggins Down you'll go, 'enry 'iggins Just you wait!