In a foggy foggy meadow

There was a small litle turtle named Fred

Now Fred had a very short tail bone

And a very very very big head

Now let's not assume he's an outcast

For he's always surrounded by love

But if Fred doesn't do something quickly

Oooh...he's gonna wind up in a pub

La la la la la la...la la la!

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Phoebe: [speaking] Now, this is a song that means a lot to me about my junior high years.

Most kids have a ball

Failing tests and shopping at the mall

But I didn't do those things

Instead I screamed and screamed

'Cause my mom had killed herself

With a knife from our big brown shelf

And then I lived out on the street

And some great friends I really did meet

Oh I really did meet them

Yes I really really did

Oh! I was a social outcast

Alone and cold and scared

But now I have my good good friends

And my mother can rot in hell

La la la la la...la la la la lal la...hey!