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(Air: "Bow, Wow, Wow. ")
Now, shut your mouths, you loafers all, / You vex me with your twaddle, / You own a nag or big or small, / A bridle and a saddle; / I you advise at once be wise / And waste no time in talking, / Procure some bags of damaged rags / And make your fortune hawking.