Mother brought me up as a good little girl and mother was always right
 She said respect your elders as you should little girl
 It pays to be polite remember it pays to be polite
 Once I met an nice old man upon the village green
 I helped him cross the street into his limousine
 Next day he sent the biggest broche I ever seen
 To show his appreciation
 Now isn't that sweet
 Well strange how my fortune seems to grow and grow
 Yeah mother dear mother was right
 Daughter there's no telling just how far you can go just by being polite
 Right
 Look upon there on the left a man on the very edge
 big tycoon in wall-street, he said he wasn't hot
 I told him if he didn't jump he could take me to dinner at eight o'clock
 Well, he didn't jump, the markets went up and he gave me half a stock
 To show his appreciation
 All for little old me?
 What is AT&T?
 (Music)
 Well that's my story, the end of my song
 Just be polite and you will never go wrong
 Help you fellow man and you will always get along
 When [bad word] to appreciation.