Dada "Timothy" |
Look at me, I'm ten feet tall Jungle-Jim, hope I don't fall Gather 'round for my playground show They call me Tim, my real name is Timothy Your attention please, but please not your sympathy My dad's real cool, he discovered Mars And my mom is a movie star The kids at school don't let me play anything But I don't care because I have everything Any boy could ever need A helicopter that takes me anywhere A diamond horse, yeah my dad's a millionaire Don't mind the holes in my knees My mom is a movie star Billy Green grabs his lunch from the window sill I left mine home how 'bout a bite of your sandwich, Bill? A friend in need is a friend indeed The teacher asks "Oh where are you parents, Tim?" (Where are you parents Tim?) It's been five months and I've seen no sign of them My dad's not here, he flew back to Mars My mom is a movie star She's a movie star She's a movie star My dad's drunk in a bar And my mom's crashed the car She's a movie star She's a movie star Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |