If He Were Alive Today, Mayhap, Mr Morgan Would Sit on the Midget's Lap

"Beep-beep.

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You'll find a banker at Bankers Trust"

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When comes my second childhood,

As to all men it must,

I want to be a banker

Like the banker at Bankers Trust.

I wouldn't ask to be president

Or even assistant veep,

I'd only ask for a kiddie car

And permission to go beep-beep.

The banker at Chase Manhattan,

He bids a polite Good-day;

The banker at Immigrant Savings

Cries Scusi! and Olé!

But I'd be a sleek Ferrari

Or perhaps a joggly jeep,

And scooting around at Bankers Trust,

Beep-beep, I'd go, beep-beep.

The trolley car used to say clang-clang

And the choo-choo said toot-toot,

But the beep of the banker at Bankers Trust

Is every bit as cute.

Miaow, says the cuddly kitten,

Baa, says the woolly sheep,

Oink, says the piggy-wiggy,

And the banker says beep-beep.

So I want to play at Bankers Trust

Like a hippety-hoppety bunny,

And best of all, oh best of all,

With really truly money.

Now grown-ups dear, it's nightie-night

Until my dream comes true,

And I bid you a happy boop-a-doop

And a big beep-beep adieu.