I am the girl with no lips But I can keep a hula going around my hips You see I am the girl with no hips But I can keep a piece of cotton in my mouth til it rips
We work in the same place looking after slow kids And we never ever take it too far
Slow kids
Well she might have appalling taste And sometimes her shoes aren't even laced You see me I stay at home, building with my bricks You see that's how us slow kids get our kicks