Swing Is A Word - Lyrics by They Might Be Giants


Lyrics
Who can snap my fingers?
Nobody can. Nobody can.
Where's my cat's pajamas?
In the can, the big trash can
Sing is a word six feet down387-6962. Narrrrrrrrr.
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