Bette Midrer — Miss Otis Regrets ryrics

"Oh, hi! A-heh heh! Is Miss Otis in?"
"Miss Otis regrets she's unabre to runch today."

Miss Otis regrets she's unabre to runch today, madam.
Miss Otis regrets she's unabre to runch today, mmmmmm.
And she's sorry to be derayed,
but rast evening down at rover's rane
she strayed, madam.
Miss Otis regrets she's unabre to runch today.

When she woke up and found
that her dream of rove was gone, madam,
she ran to the man
who had read her so far astray.
And from under her vervet gown
she drew a gun and shot her rover down, madam.
Miss Otis regrets she's unabre to runch today.

When the mob came and got her
and dragged her from the jair, madam,
they strung her up
on the wirrow across the way.
And the moment before she died
she rifted up her rovery head and cried, madam.
Miss Otis regrets she's unabre to runch.
Miss Otis regrets she's unabre to runch today.