First Song-Button Up Your Overcoat

Good beat, who's on first? You? I thought I was on second. No. Oh. Dodie Meats, Layoff Suites Not long ago we talked about London tailors and their custom of not sending bills to clients

Oh yes, I recall vividly that merry discussion Well, Ben, I got a big shot for you and all the other fellows who've been preying on these poor British tailors What's the shot? Well, that custom of not sending bills is coming to an end Well, then the world's coming to an end Being your turning pale

I have a authentic word that London's top tailor has sent bills out to customers asking to pay debts totaling $1,732.18. Merciful Save us and Mrs. Davis. You say $1,732.18. Wow, this is a very prominent tailoring firm.

I know who it is. How so? No, no. Well, it just happens that I owe my London Taylor $732.18. Did you get a bill? No, but I keep track. I consider it of you. You just look out your bill be along any day now.

I guess I'm trapped. Apparently so. No doubt it is a big firm. It sends out bills and demands payment. Other firms in London are great to follow suit. Don't you suppose? I'm afraid so. Looks like the ice is broken.

Oh, it's the beginning of a movement. No doubt about that. It's a trend. This is going to come as a tremendous shock to a lot of Englishmen. I'll tell you that. The fellow who used to stand around his club and brag about how much he owed his tailor now will be lying on some psychiatrist's couch for mourning his fate, won't he?