Soup du jour

Hot hors d'oeuvres

Why we only live to serve

Try the grey stuff it's delicious

Don't believe me

Ask the dishes

They can sing they can dance

After all Miss this is France

And a dinner here is never second best

Go on unfold your menu

Take a glance and then you'll

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Beef ragout

Cheese soufflé

Pie and pudding en flambé

We'll prepare and serve with flair

A culinary cabaret

You're alone

And you're scared

But the banquet's all prepared

No one's gloomy or complaining

While the flatware's entertaining

We tell jokes I do tricks

With my fellow candlesticks

And it's all in perfect taste

That you can bet

Come on and lift your glass

You've won your own free pass

To be our guest

If you're stressed

It's fine dining we suggest

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Life is so unnerving

For a servant who's not serving

He's not whole without a soul to wait upon

Ah those good old days when we were useful

Suddenly those good old days are gone

Too long we've been rusting

Needing so much more than dusting

Needing exercise a chance to use our skills

Most days we just lay around the castle

Flabby fat and lazy

You walked in and oops a daisy

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Our command is your request

It's been years since we've had anybody here

And we're obsessed

With your meal with your ease

Yes indeed we aim to please

While the candlelight's still glowing

Let us help you we'll keep going

Course by course one by one

'Til you shout enough I'm done

Then we'll sing you off to sleep as you digest

Tonight you'll prop your feet up

But for now let's eat up

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