Big headed men that have small little thoughts
that is to make the world go around,
until the world runs aground on there thoughts,
then snots comes out of there brow,
wow, what a thought you had,
either thoughts and then snots,
I am impressed from my toes to my brow,
so that sad little lady walks naked all over town,
then two over weight men bump their heads,
to the delight of a crowed,
as the stars start to twinkling aloud,
there always a fashions with this show,
and so it goes and so it goes,
and so it goes.
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