Why have I called you here? I guess I've got a thing for meetings|But please, take a chair, let's get past the formal greetings|It's so cold outside, let's ponder wandering the tropics|And get to work tabling the topics that we're here to discuss|Disgust runs through my northern veins when I consider what we're wasting|think of the southern gains we could all be tasting|speaking of taste, waiter, another gin and tonic|Don't look at me that way, Teutonic thirst is chronic and this is thirsty work.||Let's not be gentle, gentleman, this project's continental|Oh, don't worry about that spill, friend, the tablecloths are rentals|Pass me the map and the brandy, I've got a pen already|Where's the ruler? Where's the compass? Ready, hold it steady'now, will you look at that!|Some call us rivals, they say we've got interests not friends|Well you say tomato, and I say dividends|Divided we stand but united we'll do business|is this civilized or what? Can I get a witness, let's sign this and light a cigar!|||Oh, far be it for me to presume or decide|I just called the meeting I'm not taking sides|Side of beef? Cider? More port or maybe champagne|from the cellar, oh waiter we'll need you again|It's best to be under the influence, oh|When deciding our spheres of influence, no|Scrambling's for eggs not for colonization|Sit settle down just relax and be patient|Here is a piece of the pie for you, and here is a piece of the pie for you too|And for you, no pie, after all you came late! Do you ask for a kiss on the very first date|So lodge a complaint, it's a hodgepodge a paint by numbers call it whatever you want|But let's focus on finding a final agreement, OK? I'm too drunk to think any more and I say||50 is the magic number, wormless are the birds who slumber|in three months we'll do it let's begin|