MR WU'S AN AIR-RAID WARDEN NOW
As recorded by George Formby, 7-Jun-1942.

There's a Chinese laundry man, the famous Mister Wu.
He's chucked his Limehouse laundry shop and his window-cleanin' too.
He's got another job, and it's one of the best.
Now he's doin' his bit for England like the rest.

And Mister Wu is now an air-raid warden,
And don't he look cute
In his new siren suit?
He goes round ev'ry night to make the blackout sure,
So if you've got a chink in your window, hey, you'll have another one at your door.
His headquarters, it's plain,
Are down by lovers' lane,
And he goes there ev'ry evenin' anyhow.
He'll flash his torch into the dark,
And the girls all cover their laundry mark,
'Cause Mister Wu's an air-raid warden now.

One night while on his beat,
A couple he did meet.
They were cuddlin' in the shelter anyhow.
He said: "The all clear's gone, you see,"
And the chap said: "Boy, you're tellin' me!"
'Cause Mister Wu's an air-raid warden now.

His cousin One Way In
One day was helpin' him
To move a time bomb from their shop, I vow;
But it went off bang and there's no doubt
One way in flew one way out,
And Mister Wu's no air-raid warden now.

Oh Mister Wu is now an air-raid warden,
And don't he look cute
In his new siren suit?
He goes round ev'ry night to make the blackout sure,
So if you've got a chink in your window, hey, you'll have another one at your door.
A fire bomb dropped one day,
So close to him, they say,
That he deserves a medal, they all vow;
But that's what you don't understand:
He put the fire out, but he didn't use sand,
'Cause Mister Wu's an air-raid warden now.