"I see double what I see I think I’m turning into a bug
I ain’t got no self-esteem I think I’m turning into a bug
Bet you fifty dollars I’m a man, I’m a scholar and I’m turning into a bug
Momma like a daddy like a baby like a baby like I’ll turn into a bug
Yeah! Yeah! "
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How about Adam Smith presents: The Wealth of Nations
O-oh, the butcher has more meat in his shop
Than he could ever hope to consume
And he could give it to the beggar or the traffic cop
To get himself a little more elbow room
The brewer and the baker and the candlestick maker
Could throw themselves a mighty fine do
But it’s in their self-int’rest to find a way
To sell what they produce to you!