If I say what's on my mind, dear The judge will slap me down You've got me in the corner And it's only the second round So I'll keep my mouth shut, darling I'll be quiet as a lamb And I'll act just as dumb, dear As you really think I am
I'll shake your hand like a 'Rang Utan Be as goofy as a clown Clear the streets and book your seats Mr. Stupid's Back In Town Have you seen me shoot Right through that hoop It's a trick of great renown Bring the crowd and laugh out loud Mr. Stupid's back in town
When your friends point out You're stuck with A Neanderthal for an ex Don't fret about it, darling I still sign my name on cheques I can grunt my way through questions I can scratch myself and howl I can numb you with my dumbness I can lay it on with a trowel
On your 37th birthday When he handed you that mink Did you still feel like a victim With your elbows in the sink But I've said too much already Now I think I'll step aside 'Cause my alter ego's ready For any questions on your mind
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