Manage Your Flamingo Songtext
von Duncan Sheik & Steven Sater

Manage your flamingo
If you play croquet, dear

When you play croquet, dear
You have to do the do

You tuck him down low
From beak to the chin

Then batter your hedgehog
Again and again

Oh, manage your flamingo
Like the Queen is passing

When the Queen is passing
You have to do the do

You plant a rose white
You best paint it red

Or soon as she passes

It′s off with your head


Knaves lose their faces
The faceless must die

Fives club their aces
Diamonds ask why
Why

Don't they ask why?

Oh, manage your flamingo
Or its done for you, my love

Oh, she′s done with you, my love

Unless you do the do

And tell her how fine a day for croquet (how fine)

Then who but the Queen could conceive such a game?

Gather your hedgehog
Set him on the green

Swing your flamingo
God save the Queen

Will god save the Queen? (Will god save the Queen?)
Will god save the Queen? (Will god save the Queen?)

Will god save the Queen?