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But, Mr. Adams Franklin:

Mr. Adams, I say you should write it



To your legal mind and brilliance we defer

Adams:

Is that so? Well, if I'm the one to do it

They'll run their quill pens through it

I'm obnoxious and disliked, you know that, sir

Franklin:

Yes, I know

Adams:

So I say you should write it Franklin, yes you

Franklin:

Hell, no!

Adams:

Yes, you, Dr. Franklin, you

but, you, but, you, but

Franklin:

Mr. Adams, but, Mr. Adams

The things I write are only light extemporania

I won't put politics on paper; it's a mania

So I refuse to use the pen in Pennsylvania

Others:

Pennsylvania, Pennsylvania, refuse to use the pen

Adams:

Mr. Sherman, I say you should write it

You are never controversial as it were

Sherman:

That is true

Adams:

Whereas if I'm the one to do it

They'll run their quill pens through it

I'm obnoxious and disliked, you know that, sir

Sherman:

Yes, I do

Adams:

So I say you should write it, Sherman, yes you

Sherman:

Good heavens, no!

Adams:

Yes you, Roger Sherman, you

but, you, but, you, but

Sherman:

Mr. Adams, but, Mr. Adams

I cannot write with any style or proper etiquette

I don't know a participle from a predicate

I am just a simple cobbler from Connecticut

Others:

Connecticut, Connecticut, a simple cobbler he

Adams:

Mr. Livingston, maybe you should write it

You have many friends and you're a diplomat

Franklin:

Oh, that word!

Adams:

Whereas if I'm the one to do it

They'll run their quill pens through it

Others:

He's obnoxious and disliked; did you know that?

Livingston:

I hadn't heard

Adams:

So I say you should write it, Robert, yes you

Livingston:

Not me, Johnny!

Adams:

Yes you, Robert Livingston, you

but you but you but

Livingston:

Mr. Adams, dear Mr. Adams

I've been presented with a new son by the noble stork

So I am going home to celebrate and pop the cork

With all the Livingstons together back in old New York

Others:

New York, New York, Livingston's going to pop a cork

Jefferson:

Mr. Adams, leave me alone!

Adams:

Mr. Jefferson, dear Mr. Jefferson

I'm only 41; I still have my virility

And I can romp through Cupid's Grove with great agility

But life is more than sexual combustibility

Others:

Combustibility, combustibility, combustibili...

Jefferson:

Mr. Adams, damn you Mr. Adams

You're obnoxious and disliked; that cannot be denied

Once again you stand between me and my lovely bride

Oh, Mr. Adams, you are driving me to homicide!

Others:

Homicide, homicide, we may see murder yet!
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