I wish I was a girlie, like my dear papa
Though many might find it improppa’
I’d wear a red bow
I wish I was a girlie, like my dear papa
Though many might find it improppa’
I’d wear a red bow
And i’d curtsy real low
-“BB”-
I wish I was a girlie, like my dear papa
Though many might find it improppa’
I’d wear a red bow
And i’d curtsy real low
And Ma would collapse from the shock’a
The end of the world is approaching
The end of the world is approaching
So the subject of bunkers I’m broaching
The end of the world is approaching
So the subject of bunkers I’m broaching
My wife seems to think
The end of the world is approaching
So the subject of bunkers I’m broaching
My wife seems to think
We need beer to drink
The end of the world is approaching
So the subject of bunkers I’m broaching
My wife seems to think
We need beer to drink
But I don’t want the neighbors encroaching
I’ve been told that my brain is too big
I’ve been told that my brain is too big
So I can’t find a sizable wig
I’ve been told that my brain is too big
So I can’t find a sizable wig
But a dead dog I found
I’ve been told that my brain is too big
So I can’t find a sizable wig
But a dead dog I found
A furry old hound
I’ve been told that my brain is too big
So I can’t find a sizable wig
But a dead dog I found
A furry old hound
Makes for an adequate rig
There was a tall man from Detroit
There was a tall man from Detroit
At B-ball he was more than adroit
There was a tall man from Detroit
At B-ball he was more than adroit
But he could not dunk
There was a tall man from Detroit
At B-ball he was more than adroit
But he could not dunk
Due to lead in his junk
There was a tall man from Detroit
At B-ball he was more than adroit
But he could not dunk
Due to lead in his junK
Plus he just never learned to enjoy it
Ethel was lactose intolerant
Ethel was lactose intolerant
Her nocturnal farts were prepondurant
Ethel was lactose intolerant
Her nocturnal farts were prepondurant
But she loved ice cream
Ethel was lactose intolerant
Her nocturnal farts were prepondurant
But she loved ice cream
Her consumption extreme
Ethel was lactose intolerant
Her nocturnal farts were preponderant
But she loved ice cream
Her consumption extreme
And don’t get me started on the eggplant
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My friend Joe is the world’s worst driver
My friend Joe is the world’s worst driver.
And yet he remains an arriver