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Charity Churchmouse
"On the Front Line"

RISKY’S RAP

(Spoken - Risky)
Well, hello, Charity, my friend, long time, no see, I’m sad.
Let’s spend more time together, dear, I’m really not that bad.
Now, let’s see, Carnegie Hall’s all signed.
You’re in there on the first.
The limousine will pick you up and all those little merse…er, mice, or whatever you call them.

Your dressing room is lined with mink, it’s stocked with fruit and cheese.
A golden star is on your door. You see, we aim to please.
And this just one show, my dear, there’ll be many, many more;
Life’s a breeze with Risky, or Riskaldo,
There’s so much fun in store.

Whatta day, whatta day,
We’ll sing and dance then Charity will sign her life away.
Whatta day, whatta day,
When Charity will sign her life away.
(Autographs, dear, we’re talking autographs)

Now, let me be the first to ask you for your autograph.
A simple little signature won’t write your epitaph.
So, come on, Charity, my sweet, sign on the dotted line.
It’s you and me forever, kid, forever you’ll be mine.

Chorus

Charity
Now, just a minute, Risky, I know who you are;
You tried to trick me once before and me a singing star.
But since then, Risky Rat Fink, I’ve learned to trust and obey,
And pt my faith in Jesus, and His Word everyday.

Whatta day, whatta day,
When Jesus washed me clean and took my sins away.
Whatta day, whatta day,
When Jesus took my sins away.

He’s the one who lifts us up when we worship with our hearts.
But you’re the one who tricks us with your nasty fiery darts.
Now, it’s time for you to leave.
(Risky)
No, please, just one more chance.
I can give you more than Carnegie, around the world we’ll dance.

We’ll visit kings and queens, my dear, presidents and premieres,
The Eiffel Tower, Pisa, Rome, Moscow and Algiers;
There’ll be no greater star on earth than you, sweet Charity.
So, hurry up and sign this thing, and happy we will be.

Whatta day, whatta day,
We’ll sing and dance then Charity will sign her life away.
Whatta day, whatta day,
When Charity will sign her life away.

Choir
Watch out! Watch out! Watch out, Charity.
Risky is a ratfink, simple as can be;
He’ll flatter you with flow’ry words, and offer you the moon.
Don’t sign that silly contract, he sings a sour tune.

Risky
Ah, don’t listen to those pipsqueaks, they never will go far.
You’ve got talent, brains and looks, it’s you who is the star.
Charity
I’ve heard enough, give me your contrap.
Risky
Now, you’re talking , dear.
Choir
Don’t do it, don’t do it, don’t do it, Charity.
Don’t do it, don’t do it, don’t do it, Charity.
Don’t do it, don’t do it, don’t do it, Charity.
Charity
Oh, I’m not gonna sign it. I’m rippin’ it up right here!


Words and Music by Ernie Rettino and Debby Kerner Rettino
Arrangement© 1987 Rettino/Kerner Publishing – www.psalty.com
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