(..) Well, well, well! Remember, Gideon, the time l tied strings on you... and passed you off as a puppet? We nearly put one over on that old gypsy that time. A little wooden boy. Now, who'd have-- A wooden boy! Look, Giddy, look! lt's amazing. A live puppet without strings. Now let me see. (..)

(..) Lot ofdownbeats in there. Little Woodenhead Goplayyourpart Bring a littlejoy to everyheart Little doyou know andyet it's true That l'm mightyproudofyou Little wooden feet andbest ofall Little wooden seat in caseyou fall Oh-ho! How graceful! My little Woodenhead Cleo, meet Pinocchio. (..)