A glass eye I use to spy. Little tiny teeth that tell a golden lie. My feet are small, I'm not that tall. I'll tell you the truth, but really not at all.
I'm small like a superball, throw me at the wall I'm fragile like an eggshell, I'm mad as hell.
My teeth are gold, I'm not that old. I would tell you the truth, but I'm not that bold. Hook me with your hand, my mouth is full of sand. Everything I say ends with and.
I'm small like a superball, throw me up at the wall I'm fragile like an eggshell, I'm mad as hell.