She was working in a bridal shopin Flushing, Queens,
'Tilherboyfriend kicked her outin oneof those crushingscenes. What was she todo? Where was sheto go? She wasout on her fanny...
So overthebridge from Flushing to the Sheffield's door. Shewas there tosell make-up, but the father saw more. She had style!She had flair! She was there. That's how shebecame the Nanny!
Whowouldhave guessed thatthe girlwe'vedescribed,
Wasjust exactly whatthe doctorprescribed? Nowthe father findsher beguiling (watch out C.C.!).
And the kidsare actuallysmiling (suchjoie devivre!) . She's theladyin redwhen everybody else is wearing tan The flashy girl from Flushing, the Nannynamed Frank