learned this in 2nd grade...

oh I was born one night one morn when the whistle went toot toot (toot toot)
you could bake a cake or fry a snake when the mudpies are in bloom
if five and four make nine, and ice grows on a vine
if old man Joe was an Eskimo in the good ole' summertime!

oh, a loop-de-loop in my chicken soup to give your socks a shine
she's guilty judge she ate the fudge three cheers for old lang syne
(Hip hip hurray, hip hip hurray, hip hip hurray)
SUMTHIN GOES HERE BUT I DON'T REMEMBER
if easter eggs didn't hatch their eggs their children wouldn't be ducks
I'd rather have a lemon pie than 40 million bucks

way down in Barcelonia I fell into farnobia
and that's not all bolognia. Babalooski beep your horn (beep beep)