Miss Otis regrets she's unable to lunch today, Madam,
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Miss Otis regrets she's unable to lunch today,
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She's so sorry to be delayed,
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But last evening down in Lover's Lane she strayed, Madam,
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Miss Otis regrets she's unable to lunch today, madam,
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When she woke up and found that her dream of love had gone, Madam,
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She ran to the man who led her so far astray,
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And from under her velvet gown,
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She drew a forty-four pistol,
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And she shot that dirty rascal down, Madam,
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Now, Old Lady Otis regrets she's disabled and she can't lunch today.
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And the moment before she died,
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She lifted her lovely head and cried, "Oh, Madam,
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Miss Otis regrets she's unable to lunch today."
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Miss Otis Regrets (She's Unable to Lunch Today)
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