Getting' Ready for Freddy - Alma Cogan

Time to get up.

Did you hear what I said?

Freddie, I said time to get ready.

F-R-E-D!!!

(Sung:) Is there no way of getting that kid out of bed?

(Bugs whistles)

Freddie, I gotta getcha up and dressed, up and dressed

Freddie, you gotta look your Sunday best, your Sunday best

Oh, Freddie, look in the Easter bunny’s nest, the bunny’s nest

Get ready, I’ve got to get you up and dressed

But, he doesn’t hear a word I say

There doesn’t seem to be a way

To get him up and dressed today

He heard the cock-a-doodle-doo

Of ev’ry rooster on the clock-a-doodle-doo

They’re always wakin' up the stock-a-doodle-doo

But Freddie doesn’t bat an eye

Wakin' up is such a terrible shock

He must be sleeping like a rock-a-doodle-doo

I’m gonna give another knock-a-doodle-doo

And try to make the feathers fly

Put on your shirt, put on your pants

You better get dressed, I’ll give you one more chance

Put on your shoes, put on your hat

I tawt I taw a putty tat!

Come on Fred, get out of bed

I know you heard what they said

Hurry on, hurry on, hurry on, do

Mister Trouble hasn’t got a thing on you

Wash your hands and wash your face

And part your hair the proper place

Wash wherever dirt appears

And don’t forget behind your ears

Get your shirt and get your pants

You haven’t got another chance

Get your coat and get your hat

And get your blue and white cravat

Brush your teeth and shine your shoes

And hurry, there’s no time to lose

If you dawdle, I’m afraid

You’re gonna miss the big parade

Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry

Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry

Freddie, get ready

Wake up!