Bye Bye, mein lieber Herr

You have to understand the way I am, mein Herr. A tiger is a tiger, not a lamb, mein Herr. You’ll never turn the vinegar to jam, mein Herr. So I do what I do, when I’m through, then I’m through. And I’m through, tootle-oo

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