Just you wait ‘enry ‘iggins, Just you wait!
You’ll be sorry, But your tears’ll be too late!
You’ll be broke and I’ll have money; Will I help you? Don’t be funny!
Just you wait, ‘enry ‘iggins, Just you wait!
Just you wait ‘enry ‘iggins, Till you’re sick,
And you scream to fetch a doctor Double quick!
I’ll be off a second later, And go straight to the theatre!
Oh, ho ho, ‘enry ‘iggins, Just you wait!
Oooooh, ‘enry ‘iggins! Just you wait until
We’re swimmin’ in the sea! Oooooh, ‘enry ‘iggins!
And you get a cramp A little ways from me!
When you yell You’re gonna drown,
I’ll get dressed And go to town!
Oh, ho ho, ‘enry ‘iggins, Oh, ho ho, ‘enry ‘iggins,
Just you wait!
One day I’ll be famous! I’ll be proper and prim!
Go to Saint James so often I will call it Saint Jim.
One evening the King will say, “Oh Liza, old thing,
I want all of England Your praises to sing.
Next week, on The twentieth of May, I proclaim Liza Doolittle
Day!
All the people will Celebrate the glory of you,
And whatever you wish and want I gladly will do.”
“Thanks a lot, King,” says I, In a manner wellbred;
“But all I want is ‘enry ‘iggins ‘ead!”
“Done,” Says the King, with a stroke.
“Guard, Run and bring in the bloke!”
Then they’ll march you, ‘enry ‘iggins, to the wall;
And the king will tell me: “Liza, sound the call.”
As they raise their rifles higher, I’ll shout: “Ready! Aim! Fire!”
Oh, ho ho, ‘enry ‘iggins, Down you go! ‘enry ‘iggins!
Just you wait!