
SONG AND GUINESS IS WHAT I LIKE
KEEP UP THE GUINESS IAN AND YOU WILL NEVER HAVE TEETH
ALSO BEWARE IT MAKES HAIR GROWN IN YOUR EARS
MAY YOUR BACK ALWAYS BE TO THE WIND
AND YOUR SMILE TO THE SUN
YOU DONT FOOL ME IAN
POO IN YOUR HEAD AND IN YOUR DIAPER?
THE JIG IS UP
NO MORE PRETENDING TO BE A BABY
ITS CHORE TIME
IF I WERE YOU I WOULD START CRAWLING