Mrs Brill:
Katie Nanna!
And who gets stuck with the children with no nanny in the house?
Me! That's who!
Katie Nanna:
I've said my say, Mrs. Brill, and that's all I'll say,
I've done with this house forever!
Mrs. Brill:
Well good riddance, then!
Winifred:
Katie Nanna!
Gone? Are you quite sure...
Mrs. Brill:
Gone! And is it any wonder?
Winifred:
Choosing the right nanny - I keep drawing blanks
Do you really think I made another blunder
What on earth am I to say to Mr. Banks?
George, dear
I'm feeling so bereft dear,
Every nanny goes
We're unlucky I suppose.
Winifred, Mrs. Brill, Jane, Michael & Robertson Ay:
We are never going to find the perfect nanny
George:
Nonsense!
Precision and order
That's all that I ask
The running of a household
A straightforward task
The children, the servants,
They're all your domain
Whilst I remain the sovereign of Cherry tree lane.
Coat!
Mrs. Brill
Coming sir.
George:
The simple truth is you've engaged six nannies over the last four months,
and they've all been unqualified disasters!
A nanny should govern,
A nanny should rule
A nanny is a paragon who suffers no fool
A nanny's stalwart
Our children would gain
By having such a nanny in cherry tree lane.
Winifred:
Of course, George, but...
George:
So take control of situations
Show your authority when interviewing staff
You know your role, They know their stations,
Efficiency and forethought cut the jobs in half
Briefcase!
Winifred:
I thought Katie Nanna would be firm with the children.
She always looked so cross.
George:
Winifred, never confuse efficiency with a liver complaint.
Winifred:
Clear thinking
Sound judgment.
George:
That's how to advance
Winifred and George:
Then things will run like clockwork.
George:
Leave nothing to chance
When nannies go missing
The answer is plain
Our children must be monsters.
Winifred:
Oh how can they be monsters
Winifred and George:
in Cherry Tree Lane.
George:
Umbrella!
Winifred:
If only we could find someone like your old nanny.
George:
I'm afraid that's not realistic, my dear.
Few women alive could manage Miss Andrew's standards of efficiency.
Besides, we could never afford someone of her caliber.
Mrs. Brill and Robertson Ay:
Precision and order
He wants nothing less
Robertson Ay:
It's like an army barracks
Mrs. Brill:
Yes and we're in the mess
Mrs. Brill and Robertson Ay:
No wonder the Nannies are driven insane
We're living in a madhouse in Cherry Tree Lane.
George:
Now place an advertisement in the Times stating that Jane and Michael Banks
require the best possible nanny at the lowest possible wage.
Jane:
Father, we've written our own advertisement.
George:
What!
Winifred:
Please, George. I think we should hear it.
Jane:
Wanted. A nanny. For two adorable children.
George:
Adorable? Well, that's debatable, I must say.