“Call me Ishmael.” meets “Whatever happened to Baby Jane?”
I’ve written a letter to Daddy / His addressis Heaven above / I’ve written “Dear Daddy, we miss you / And wish you were with us to love” / Instead of a stamp I put kisses / The postman says that’s best to do / I’ve written a letter to Daddy / Saying “I love you” / Now when I’m very good, and do as I am told / I’m Mama’s little angel and Papa says I’m good as gold / Now when I’m very bad and answer back and sass / Then I’m Mama’s little devil, and Papa says I’ve got the brass / Now I wish that you would tell me / Cos I’m much too young to know…
Blanche: You wouldn’t be able to do these awful things to me if I weren’t still in this chair.
Jane: But you *are*, Blanche! You *are* in that chair!
