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!
