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!