Just You Wait

Just you wait, 'enry 'iggins

Just you wait!

You'll be sorry

But your tears'll be to 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 the-ater

Oh ho ho, 'enry 'iggins

Just you wait!

Ooooooh 'enry 'iggins!

Just you wait until we're swimmin' in the sea

Ooooooh 'enry 'iggins!

And you get a cramp a little ways from me

When you yell you're going to 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 St. James so often

I will call it St. 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 well-bred

"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 lift their rifles higher

I'll shout: "Ready! Aim! Fire!"

Oh ho ho, 'enry 'iggins

Down you'll go, 'enry 'iggins

Just you wait!