Gracie Fields — Thing-Ummy-Bob Thats Going to Win the War
I can't pretend to be a great celebrity
But still, I'm quite important in me way
The job I have to do may not sound much to you
But all the same, I'm very proud to say:
I'm the girl that makes the thing
That drills the hole, that holes the ring
That drives the rod, that turns the knob
That works the thing-ummy-bob
I'm the girl that makes the thing
That holds the oil, that oils the ring
That takes the shank, that moves the plank
That works the thing-ummy-bob
It's a ticklish sort of job
Making a thing for a thing-ummy-bob
Especially when you don't know what it's for
But it's the girl that makes the thing
That drills the hole, that holes the ring
That makes the thing-ummy-bob that makes the engines roar
And it's the girl that makes the thing
That holds the oil, that oils the ring
That makes the thing-ummy-bob that's going to win the war
I'm not what you would call a heroine, at all
I don't suppose you'd even know me name
But, though I'll never boast of my important post
I'd like a block of freedom just the same
That works the thing-ummy-bob...
That works the thing-ummy-bob...
It's a ticklish sort of job
Making a thing for a thing-ummy-bob
Especially when you don't know what it's for
But it's the girl that makes the thing
That drills the hole, that holes the ring
That makes the thing-ummy-bob that makes the engines roar
And it's the girl that makes the thing
That holds the oil, that oils the ring
That makes the thing-ummy-bob that's going to win the war
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