Somewhere, oh is my brain slow,
Birdbrains..... have I.....
That's why, I want to go,
For a brain transplant,oh, oh, my!
Somewhere along the pillow tops,
My brains leak out,
I am, slowly becoming,
The King of all fops.....
Somewhere, my IQ
Has serious leaks
That's why, I stare at walls all day,
And think that's "tops"
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