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Bunji's Fingers
Bunji's fingers Needles knittin' Sittin' in the kitchen Stitchin' up an oven mitten As befittin' any Idle Eskimo
Bunji's thinkin' 'bout a drink'n Winkin' at the kitchen sink'n Somehow thinkin' That it's winkin' back Or maybe not Or maybe so Bunji's wonderin' About the summer When's it comin'? What a bummer To be sittin' here Is summer ever gettin' here? Bunji's lonely Penance is the winter What a sentence For a sinner Ol' squid tentacle For every single stinkin' dinnner
Bunji's fingers Tinkering with Little strings and sinkers Dreams of little shrinking creatures Dreams of sunshine on his fingers And his toes
Bunji's mind is Wandering to women Now he's Picturing them swimmin' And he might as well His igloo's uglier than hell Bunji's mind is Masticating minutes There are teeth and things Within it Poor ol' Eskimo He's all dressed up No place to go
Bunji's fingers Knitting needles Wriggling like Busy beetles Beating beetle wings Just Bunji's fingers holding back The bitter cold |
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