It's a rough day,
Especcialy when your name is Fay
I have big socks,
And they don't fit my goat
Boom, Click, Soup
I have brown underwear

I like pasta
I like ink
I like to do the winky-dink
I like to shave my armpits
Inside my nose

Sometimes I fart
But Noone is there
I begin to cry, and wonder if I should just die
It's like
I'd rather burp and puke,
But I hate to do the Jukey-Juke

I sit in a chair, with my butt, bare
The chair is cold, but my great aunt is old
I have big shoes,
But here I am, singing the blues

Big Socks
Big Socks
Big Socks
Big Socks
Big Socks
Big Socks