Who’ll see that I get all I please
Of liverwurst and cheddar cheese

Who’ll ask me if instead of lamb
I ought to try her Easter ham

Who’ll keep the chocolates nice and neat
And never sneak a piece to eat

Who’ll teach the staff how they should act
With her own special brand of tact

Who’ll greet me when I come and go
And call me by the name I know

Who’ll make quite sure my smile is on
Now that from Husky, Alice is gone