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Timothy Lyrics

Look at me I'm ten feet tall
Jungle-Jim, hope I don't fall
Gather 'round for my playground
show
They call me Time, my real name is
Timothy
Your attention please but please not
your sympathy
My dad's real cool
He discovered Mars
And my mom is a movie star
The kids at school don't let me play
anything
But I don't care because I have
everything
Any boy could ever need
A helicopter that takes me
anywhere
A diamond horse, yeah my dad's a
millionaire
Don't mind the holes in my knees
And my mom's a movie star
Bill Green grabs his lunch from the
window sill
I left mine home, how 'bout a bite
of your sandwich, Bill
A friend in need is a friend indeed
The teacher asks oh where are you
parents Tim
It's been five months and I've seen
no sign of them
My dad's not here
He flew back to Mars
and my mom is a movie star
She's a movie star
She's a movie star
My dad's drunk in a bar
And my mom's crashed the car
She's a movie star...

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Songwriter(s): Michael Gary Gurley, Joie James Calio, Philip Miles Leavitt
Publisher(s): Bike Music O.B.O. Lovolar Music, Pops Morgan Music, Lovolar Music, Bike Music O.B.O. Pops Morgan Music, Thumbsucker Music, Little Mother Music, Bike Music O.B.O. Thumbsucker Music, Copyright Control
Record Label(s): 1992 Capitol Records, Inc All rights reserved Unauthorized reproduction is a violation of applicable laws Manufactured by IRS Catalog,
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