Ida: AS A DUCK
WHENYOU'RE STUCK
SAT SITTING IN THE MIDDLE OF YOUR NEST
THEN AT BEST
YOU GET BORED...
THERE GOES DRAKE
ON THE LAKE
I CAN SEE HIM THROUGH THE RUSHES
ALL THE TIME
FEELING I'M
JUST IGNORED
I DON'T PRETEND THAT THIS IS ALL HIS DOING
I'M A SUCKER FOR THE BILLING
AND THE COOING
BUT WHEN YOU HEAR THAT PITTER PATTER
OF TINY FEET IT DOESN'T MATTER
HOW LONG I'VE HAD TO SIT HERE
MINDING MY BROOD
THOSE LITTLE HEADS SO SOFT AND DOWNY
THEIR BABY BODS ALL GOLDEN DOWNY
THEIR BEAKS CONSTANLY OPEN
WAITING FOR FOOD
IT'S THE JOY OF MOTHERHOOD
THOSE LITTLE DUCKLINGS
WALKING ROUND IN A LINE
I'LL DO WHAT ANY OTHER MOTHER WOULD
TO TRY TO DO MY BEST AT BRINGING UP MINE
IT'S THE JOY OF MOTHERHOOD
THOSE LITTLE PERKS
THAT MAKE IT ALL SEEM WORTHWHILE
I'LL DO WHAT ANY OTHER MOTHER WOULD
TO GET MY DUCKS DECKED OUT
AND LIVING IN STLYE
(Maureen enters. Dialogue until line "Why do we put ourselves through it?)
Maureen: 'COS WHEN YOU HEAR THAT DIBBLE DABBLE
YOU'RE PROUD TO SAY
"HEY THAT'S MY RABBLE"
THEN WATCH THEIR MAIDEN VOYAGE
OUT FROM THE BANK
Ida: LIKE CHAMPAGNE CORKS
YOU'LL SEE THE BOBBING
Maureen: ACCOMPANIED BY MOTHERS SOBBING
Both: RELIEVED, THANKS BY TO NATURE
NOBODY SANK
IT'S THE JOY...
Maureen: Oh, prepare yourself, Ida
(They are interrupted as the eggs begin to hatch)
Ida: IT'S THE JOY
Both: IT'S THE JOY
Ida: IT'S THE JOY
Maureen: JOY
Ida: JOY
Maureen: JOY
Ida: JOY
Both: IT'S THE JOY OF MOTHERHOOD
THOSE LITTLE PERKS
THAT MAKE IT ALL SEEM WORTHWHILE
I'LL DO WHAT ANY OTHER MOTHER WOULD
Ida: TO GET MY DUCKS DECKED OUT
AND LIVING IN STYLE
Maureen: TO GET THOSE DUCKS DECKED OUT
AND LIVING
Ida: TO GET MY DUCKS DECKED OUT
AND LIVING
Both: IN STYLE