I just stared, baffled
At how a mere syllable count
Can throw some folks off
Can throw some folks off
This train; but you’re supposed to
Wait until it’s stopped.
Wait until it’s stopped
Before you go reaching in
Your washing machine.
iswydt
Your washing machine
should be treated with respect.
It knows where you live.
It knows where you live.
It’s coming for your cookies -
Nom, nom, nom, nom, nom.
Nom, nom, nom, nom, nom
Cliff, Sam, Diane, Coach, Woody
Rebecca, Carla
Rebecca, Carla
of course looked nothing alike;
I’ll take Rebecca
I’ll take Rebecca
And run all seven errands.
You stay home and rest.
You stay home and rest
while I look for sustenance;
what can I get you?
What can I get you
From the salad bar? Would you
Like some bacon bits?
Like some bacon bits
You’re extremely popular
And a bit salty
And a bit salty
is how I prefer my salt
I’m funny that way
I’m funny that way,
But I’m serious this way.
Yes, I go both ways.
Yes, I go both ways.
Off to work in the morning.
Then back home at night.
-“BB”-
Then back home at night
By the light of the bright moon,
Whistling and kicking stones.
Whistling and kicking,
Stones don’t fit in the meter.
Five, seven, and five.
“Five, seven and five.”
“Wait - you already said ‘five’.”
“I like number five.”
I like number five.
It’s one of the prime numbers,
like seven and three.
-“BB”-
Like seven and three
or like five, in the middle -
fun, by the numbers!
Fun, by the numbers:
Pull the grenade’s pin and count –
“One, two, FIVE!” “Three, sir.”