Not Cricket To Picket Lyrics by Barbra Streisand

Not Cricket To Picket

Performed by barbra streisand

Its not cricket to picket not cricket
Oh, no its just not coming for to picket
You havent any right you know
Youre acting in great haste
Just think of the predicament
In which your boss is placed
And entre-nous I think
Its an exceedingly bad taste
Not cricket to picket not cricket
Its not cricket to picket not cricket
Atrocious and gauche you know to picket
Go home and starve like gentlemen
Not like a noisy brood
Real ladies never make a fuss
Though they like clothes and food
And moneys never talked about
For that would be quite rude
Not cricket to picket not cricket
Its not picket to cricket not picket
Uncultured and unmannerly to picket
You know youre misbehaving now
You mustnt lose your mind
Youre being so inelegant
And frankly quite unkind
Excuse my indiscretion
But youre older than refined
Not picket to cricket not picket
It aint ticket to stick it not picket
Now offer some
Get each man there a cricket
Oh, dear, where is your decency
No vanderbilts or asters
Would ask in such a vulgar way
Be fitting only dexters
I beg you get the hell away
You lousy bunch of...
What do you mean disturbing the peace?
Come with you often
Oh, you see, youre brushing my mink
Get your hands off, kid!
You dont seem to know who I am
Or whom I know
Listen, Im an intimate friend of jimmy walker
You wont get me in the...