Letra A Song Called de Reisa L. Gerber original
Way down low, where the little people go-
You'd have to be CRAZY to sing-
That song to her!
That's what she said...
'Come for bread!'
And she also wanted to 'Roll Me Home'
When the temperature came-
'No, thankyou'
For today, we play with that 'can!'
I'll take the high road,
Help me make a list, 'can'
butt-but-but-but-butsky!
I turn the key in the lock-
The frying pan,
It was canned...
eight o'clock on the dot-
four two-
He gave it up for a song-
A song called 'Oooops!'