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They call me dr. worm.
Good morning. how are you? I’m dr. worm.
I’m interested in things.
I’m not a real doctor,
But I am a real worm;
I am an actual worm.
I live like a worm.
I like to play the drums.
I think I’m getting good,
But I can handle criticism.
I’ll show you what I know,
And you can tell me if you think I’m getting better on the drums.
I’ll leave the front un-locked ’cause I can’t
Hear the doorbell
When I get into it I can’t tell if you are
Watching me twirling the stick.
When I give the signal, my friend
Rabbi vole will play the solo
Some day somebody else besides me will
Call me by my stage name, they will
Call me dr worm.
Good morning how are you, I’m dr worm
I’m interested in things.
I’m not a real doctor,
But I am a real worm;
I am an actual worm.
I live like a worm.
I like to play the drums.
I think I’m getting good,
But I can handle criticism.
I’ll show you what I know,
And you can tell me if you think I’m getting better on the drums.
I’m not a real doctor,
But they call me dr. worm.
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