كلمات She Collects (stuff Like That)

It was getting to be difficult to walk She was always so close but never right on And the roads she chose to walk were narrow Alleys with names Hard to understand Her head was dangling back and forth She wished to lay it down But it would roll away So she put her foot down with care While she leaned on everybody So as not to fall And they told her The latest tattletales "I collect stuff like that, you've got To have a thing or two to tell". She said While her one lip fell down From her mouth She picked it up off the ground But, when she was to put it Back in place again, The lip would fit no more, The lip would fit no more… She very rarely blinked her eyes 'Cause it just might happen she would miss out on things So when she opened both her eyes up wide. They popped right out And rolled along To see just the things she Wanted to see "I collect stuff like that, you've got To have a thing or two to tell". She said While her one lip fell down From her mouth. She picked it up off the ground But, when she was to put it Back in place again, The lip would fit no more, The lip would fit no more…