LYRICS:
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 po-lite...
Remember, it pays to be po-lite..."

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 brooch I've ever seen...
To show his "Appreciation..."
Now wasn't that sweet?

Well, strange how my fortune seems to grow and grow...
Yeah! Mother-Dear-Mother was right...!
"Daughter there's no tellin' just how far you can go, just by being po-lite!"
Right?

Look up there on the ledge...
A man on the very edge...
A big tycoon in Wall Street...he said he was in hock...
I told him if he didn't jump he could take me to dinner at eight o'clock
Well, he didn't jump...
The market went up and he gave me half a stock
To show his "Appreciation..."
All for little ole' me?
What is AT&T?
(Music)

Well that's my story, the end of my song...
Just be polite and you will ne-ver go wrong
Help your fellow man and you will always get along
When it comes to "Appreciation..."