Had to be done, it was a moral imperative. With apologies to Satchmo... I said hello, Molly,...... well, hello, Molly It’s so nice to have you here where you belong You’re loftin' well, Molly....... I can tell, Molly You’re still hoonin’... you’re still loonin’... you’re still goin’ strong I feel that tyre slidin’...... while the knee’s glidin’ One of your roundabouts from way back when So..... take her wrap, fellas....... Find her an empty lap, fellas[1] Molly’ll never go away again [1] This is actually an original line, which just had to be left in!
