Lyrics
Alvin:
Hi everybody this is Alvin.
I'd like to tell ya about an experience we had a while back with Mrs Frumpington.
Do ya remember Theodore?
Theodore:
I'll say.
Alvin:
How about you Simon?
Simon:
I'll never forget it.
Alvin:
Do you remember Dave?
Dave?
Dave:
Uh fellas why don't we just forget about Mrs Frumpington.
Alvin:
Fine Dave.
Now Here's what happened.
One day we were sitting at home taking it easy when...
Dave:
Alvin will ya answer the door?
Alvin:
Simon the door.
Simon:
Theodore the door.
Theodore:
Yeah the door.
Alvin:
Simon.
Dave:
Never mind.
Coming, coming.
Mrs Frumpington:
Yoo-hoo my dear Mr Savoy.
Dear little Calvin.
Alvin:
Alvin.
Mrs Frumpington:
And Thespholis.
Theodore:
Theodore.
Mrs Frumpington:
And little, a little...
Simon:
Yes mamm.
Mrs Frumpington:
And where oh where is that dear man dear Mr Savoy?
There you are you naughty boy.
Trying to hide from me.
I have come on behalf of a most worthy cause.
Which I am sure you will want to support.
I represent the ladies of the S.Q.A.R.E.
That's the society for quality and universal appreciation of refined enterprises.
Namely Music.
Dave:
Of course Mrs Frumpington.
Alvin:
And you are the head of the Squares I take it?
Mrs Frumpington:
That's right Calvin.
We are waging war on the kind of voltarol that one is subjected too on every radio and television station all day long.
You know the miserable stuff I mean.
Listen.
The Chipmunks:
Oh there coming round the mountain
Look out she's my gal
Mrs Frumpington:
Disgusting.
The Chipmunks:
Old Mac Donald had a farm
E-I-E-I-O, cha cha cha
Mrs Frumpington:
Revolting.
And television's even worse.
The Chipmunks:
Ooo eee, ooo ah ah ting tang
Walla walla, bing bang
Ooo eee, ooo ah ah ting tang
Walla walla, bing bang
Mrs Frumpington (The Chipmunks):
Did you ever hear such trash? (Ooo eee, ooo ah ah ting tang)
(Walla walla, bing bang) Just listen to those misguided creatures. (Ooo eee, ooo ah ah ting tang)
And that's what we are forced to put up with. (Walla walla, bing bang)
Alvin:
I can see you are an intelligent, brilliant, forward thinking woman Mrs Frumpington and what I would suggest that all of you Squares do...
Dave:
Alvin.
Alvin:
Is to get together and...
Dave:
Alvin!
Mrs Frumpington:
Oh I do love children.
They're so young.
Now Mr Savoy.
Dave:
Seville.
Mrs Frumpington:
We ladies of the S.Q.U.A.R.E have secured 2,500 signatures to further the nobel cause.
You see all these names are pledged to outlaw forever the atrocious sounds we just heard.
And to bring Bach back alive.
Can we count on you?
Dave:
Well...
Mrs Frumpington:
Thank you and goodbye you dear co-operative man.
And goodbye you dear little (humming)...
Mr Savoy?
Dave:
Yes Mrs Frumpington.
Mrs Frumpington:
Did I hear that dis-testable barbaric music?
Dave:
I beg your pardon Mrs Frumpington?
Mrs Frumpington:
I beg your pardon Mr Savoy!
Listen!
Dave:
Oh that-that.
That's just a leaky faucet.
Mrs Frumpington:
Oh well thank heavens.
Goodbye again.
Alvin:
She's gotta be stoped.
Simon:
I'll say.
Theodore:
I'll say.
Alvin:
I'd better pay her a visit.
Com here fellas.
(Whispering)
So I went to her home.
But before I knocked on her door I told Theodore to sit up in a tree and play his guitar when I signaled him.
And Simon got in a rain barrel with his bull fiddle.
The we put a wooden bird on a branch and we were ready.
I decided Mrs Frumpington was gonna sing my kind of music whether she liked it or not.
The I picked a flower and handed it to her when she answered the door.
Mrs Frumpington:
Yes?
Oh Little Calvin.
For me?
How nice.
Alvin:
I see you like nature Mrs Frumpington.
Mrs Frumpington:
I adore it.
Nature is so natural.
Alvin:
Have you ever noticed how nature and music go hand in hand?
Mrs Frumpington:
Of course I have dear boy.
Alvin:
Like the sound of the wind rustling through the branches.
Mrs Frumpington:
Oh I love the sound of the wind rustling through the branches.
Alvin:
Listen to the music of the Bullfrog calling his mate.
Mrs Frumpington:
Oh I could just hug Nature.
Alvin:
And the birds adding rhythm to the symphony of nature.
Mrs Frumpington:
Nature one big harmonious family.
Alvin:
Do you like families?
Mrs Frumpington:
I love families.
Alvin:
Don't you just love a baby, a baby, a baby?
Mrs Frumpington:
Babies, baby, baby, baby
Alvin:
And how about daddy, a daddy?
Mrs Frumpington:
Daddy
Daddy, daddy, daddy
Baby, baby, baby
A daddy, daddy, daddy
A baby, baby, baby
A daddy, daddy, daddy
A baby, honey, baby
A daddy, daddy, daddy
A baby, daddy, baby
A baby, baby, baby
Alvin:
The neighbors couldn't stand it.
And pretty soon some men in white jackets came and took her away.
Mrs Frumpington:
Let me go!
A daddy, daddy, daddy
Baby, baby, baby
A daddy, daddy, daddy
A baby, baby, baby
A daddy, daddy, daddy
Alvin:
And you know something folks.
She hasn't bothered us since.