Oh, what has become of poor Georgie? Oh, Nanny whats happened to him? He's covered in lumps, unnatural bumps And theres a waxy sheen to his skin. Oh, he wasn't like this when I left him, We've only been gone for a day. Why didn't he react when I got back? Oh, Nanny what games did you play? Oh, what has become of young Georgie; my son, What have you done to my boy? Well as I grow closer to Georgie, I cannot disguise my disgust. He isn't just tired, he's clearly expired And once more poor Georgie's been stuffed "Aw" and its not even good taxidermy. His heads all lobsided and thin. He's got 2 glass eyes of different sizes And theres wire poking out of his chin. Oh, what has become of young Georgie; my son, What have you done to my boy? Sorry sir, im not a Nanny. Oh dear. I think you've made a mistake. The nannys next door, This room is for the taxidermy class I take. Oh no. Why dont you look on the bright side? What bright side? Well think of the food bills you'll save, He'll never grow old, Or need new clothes And he'll never again misbehave. He'll never again misbehave. What will I tell the wife? He'll never again misbehave. When I get back tonight. He'll never again misbehave. Well I better buy some flowers. He'll never again misbehave.