Skippy

Oh you bluebirds singing

singing a song to me

talk to me and I'll tell you a story

Those kids in Africa

with the AIDs that won't use rubbers

well, they won't drag me down

No, no, no

You bluebirds are on my mind

\the homeless bum asking for change

off his meds and he's deranged

Zippity Doo Dah to you!

Today, I skip, and I zip and I turn and dip

It's a lovely, lovely day

Giggle , frolick, A-OK

It's a beaut of a friggin summer

and I'm here and I can dance

and I can shimmy  I  can  shake and I can prance

I can happily enjoy my fries!

as long as I close my eyes

The End

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