To the tune of "We don't want to lose you" ("For the King and Country want you").
we don’t want your loving
& we think you’re awfully slow
to see we don’t want you
so please won’t you go
we don’t like your sing-songs
& we hate your refrain
so don’t you dare sing it near us again.
now
we don’t want to hurry you
but it’s time you ought to go
for your songs & your speeches they bore us so
your coaxings & pettings drive us insane
o we hate you &'ll boo you & hiss you
if you sing it again
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