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By wordley Date: 2002 Apr 17 Comment on this Work [[2002.04.17.02.03.30718]] |
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Hey Girl let me tell you 'bout the word The word is Pinnochio, haven't you heard? How I was made from a tree, a piece of willow By a weird ole man named Papa Gepetto. Now I'm a puppet or so I appear But I got no strings, now aint THAT queer A fairy put a spell on me dont ya know Now I dont need no one else to go! Pumf Chiiiii Pumf Pumf Chiiii Now a cat came by, he was really cool! Said "hey Pinnoch, Dont go to school" said "come with me, i'll show you how To be a film star" I thought "Holy cow!" But all this time alittle voice was sayin' "Hey pinnoch, dont do this please, I'm prayin'" It's inside my head where there's a space I said "Hey Jimminy man, get outta my face!! Pumf Chiiiii Pumf Pumf Chiiii So I went with this cat and he sold me short By some some really weird dude I was finally bought Put me in a show, made me sing and dance, When I could escape I took my chance. Then, with Papa on his yacht, went for a sail, Saw the world, the inside of a whale Saw lots of ladeeeez of all shapes and size They'd sit on my face and i'd tell them some lies Pumf Chiiiii Pumf Pumf Chiiiii Now we're back home and I'm a real boy And I'm a real wild child, Papa's pride and joy Gotta go to school, learn to toe the line Get a handle on the reason for this life of mine; I still miss being wooden, I could fall on my ass And it wouldn't hurt none, and all the people that pass Would say "Hey boy, you're gonna go far!!" Guess this is what happens when you wish on a star!! Pu...Shit, you know it by now!! |