| Lyrics: | Gump sat alone on a bench in the park
"My name is Forrest," he'd casually remark
Waitin' for the bus with his hands in his pockets
He just kept sayin' life is like a box of
chocolates
He's Gump, he's Gump
What's in his head?
He's Gump, he's Gump,
he's Gump
Is he inbred?
Gump was a big celebrity
He told JFK that he
really had to pee
He never feels too dumb because
His mom always told him stupid is
as stupid does
He's Gump, he's Gump
He's kinda square
He's Gump,
he's Gump, he's Gump
What's with that hair?
Run... run... run, run, now
Forrest
Run... run... run like the wind now
Run... run... run, run, now Forrest
Run... stop!
His buddy Bubba was a shrimp-lovin' man
His friend with
no legs he called Lieutenant Dan
His girlfriend Jenny was kind of a slut
He went to
the White House, showed LBJ his butt
He's Gump, he's Gump
He's not too
bright
He's Gump, he's Gump, he's Gump
But he's all right
Is this
Gump out of his head?
I think so
Is this Gump really brain dead?
I think so
Did this Gump make lots of bread?
I think so
And that's all I have to say
about that |
