| Lyrics: | Me
Counting both feet, I have ten toes,
They're not lady toes, they're men
toes.
And I keep them as mementoes,
For I love them tenderly.
All my hands are
full of fingers,
Very good as doorbell ringers.
And the thought of fingers lingers
In
my haunted memory.
In the middle is my carcass,
And I always dress my
carcass
In the best from Neiman-Marcus.
That's a big store in Big D.
There are
other things about me,
Which I'll show you if you doubt me.
Things that would not work
without me,
Like my elbow and my knee.
On my face, two eyebrows,
They're not
your brows, they're my brows.
Behind those eyebrows,
That's where you'll find me |
