Well, I done said it, and I'll say it one more time
Every day a little frog will crawl up out of your slime
A cactus will salute you, and you will head on down to Moanland
Uncle-Auntie-Brother-Mother will prove you are the better man
Judge Craver can't condemn you
While you runnin' behind his car
And let me tell you this
Everybody really is a star (who cares!)
Ain't these the times?
I can't remember
Is it really three o'clock
Or a week till November?
I don't know (yeah, you do)
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