Bert: Youre a man of high position, esteemed by your peers.[sings]Bert: And when your little tykes are crying, you havent time to dry their tears... And see their thankful little faces smiling up at you... Cause their dad, he always knows just what to do...George Banks: Well, look - I...Bert: Say no more, Govner.[sings]Bert: Youve got to grind, grind, grind at that grindstone... Though childhood slips like sand through a sieve... And all too soon theyve up and grown, and then theyve flown... And its too late for you to give - just that spoonful of sugar to elp the medicine go down - medicine go dow-wown, medicine go down.[speaks]Bert: Well, goodbye, Govner. Sorry to trouble you.[Bert exits, whistling A Spoonful of Sugar]

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