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 tellâ€, 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 [unverified]
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 [unverified]