By tommy boyce and bobby hart



Ev'ryone in town knew mr. webster;

He worked at the bank for forty years.

And each week mr. frizby made his check out

For sixty-eight dollars clear.



And thru the years he thwarted twenty-seven robberies

And each time frizby promised him a raise.



They gave a retirement party for mr. webster

Everyone from the bank was there.

They had a cake and flowers ordered special

And frizby had a speech prepared.



And a little white box that held a watch with this inscription

"to mr. webster, with regards."



Then came the telegram from mr. webster

Said, "sorry...stop...cannot attend..

I've flown away and taken all your money

Wish you were here to help me spend."



And one by one all the people left the party

And mr. frizby locked the door.


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