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tee do de do de

do de do de do

tee do de do de

do de do de dum dum

to de do de dum dum

to de do de dum dum dum

hiya!

A-LA de da

de da

de da de da de

LA de da de da

hi, tom.

Hi!

LA de da de dum dum

LA de da de dum dum dum

this is my song,

my very own song

I can sing it short,

or I can sing it long

doo de doo de doo

tee doo de doo

de doo de doo de doo

tee doo de doo de

doo de doo de dum dum

too de doo de dum dum

too de doo de dum dum dum

hoop hup!

too de doo de doo

Dee doo de doo

de doo de doo de doo

de doo de doo de

doo de doo de dum dum

doo de doo de dum dum

doo de doo de dum dum dum

LA de da de da

de LA de da de

LA de da de da

de LA de da de

da de da de dum dum

da de da de dum dum

LA de da de dum dum dum

this is my song,

my very own song

I can sing it short,

or I can sing it long

doo de doo de doo

de doo de doo de

doo de doo de doo

de doo de doo de

doo de doo de dum dum

doo de doo de dum dum dum

hey there!

Hey! Hey!

Ah!

Ooh!

Hee hee hee!

Ha ha ha!

Everybody run!

Grownup coming!

Run! Run, everybody! Hurry!

Oh, excuse me.

Please. Oh.

He's gone.

Tom! Tom,

where are you?

Here I am!

What are you doing

out of your cradle?

The sun's hardly up.

Ah, the toys are

giving me a party!

The toys gave you a party?

Well, we were

having a party. Honest.

We were singing,

and dancing, and jumping...

shh. Now,

listen, son.

Imagination's alright

in a little boy,

but don't let it go too far.

Never forget your father's name

is honest Jonathan.

Turn coming!

Which way, father?

Left today, son.

Watch me take it.

Look! No hands!

Left, Sally!

Another turn coming, father.

Left again?

Yes.

Sally, left again!

Son,

this donkey seems to understand

every word you say.

Sure.

I understand him, too.

What was that?

A cry from the black swamp.

What's a swamp?

An evil place, son,

where horrid birds

and animals live.

You must never go inside there.

They'd gobble up a little

lad like you in no time.

Great jumping globules of fire!

Can it be real?

It must be.

It lives and breathes.

Antony.

Huh? Huh?

I have an inspiration

of unparalleled brilliance.

This little fellow

could help us with our job.

What... that little splinter?

He couldn't lift a feather.

Ah, but you forget

the old adage...

"there are more ways than one

to crack a vault."

He can wiggle

through the keyhole.

No, no.

I don't want nobody else.

I can open it

with my bare hands.

Of course you can,

of course you can,

but he can do it quieter.

Watch me strike

a bargain with the old man.

We'll play a little game.

The cards, of course,

will be marked.

Oh, ho ho ho!

Ivan.

Our fortune is as good as made.

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