when your Talent becomes apparent
     I will roar from the stalls
     I will gurgle from the circle
     The Saints smile shyly
     down on you
     they couldn't get over
     your nine-leaved clover
     Lucky lisp was not wasted on you
     lucky lisp was not wasted on you
     When your name is with the best
     will my name be on your guest list?
     I will roar from the stalls
     oh the balcony fool was me, you fool
     Jesus made this all for you, love
     He couldn't get over
     your Grandma's omen
     Lucky lisp was not wasted on you
     lucky lisp was not wasted on you