Woorden: Uncle Jim. Lonely Broccoli.

I'm a little bitty broccoli
With no place to go
By a twist of fate
I'm out in the cold

My daddy was a big stalk
From a hard luck farm
My momma was a little bud
She didn't mean to do no harm
Now they're cuddlin' up together
By the fire nice and warm

Well I'm a lonely broccoli
I didn't make it into the pot
I'm out on the stove
Sometimes I wish I were a tator-tot
My friends are into bubbly
I think the party's gettin' hot

Well 1 and 1 is 2
2 and 2 is 4
4 and 4 is 10
I better do my math again
IA?m all alone on the range
Trying to find my way back home

Well the temperture's risin'
I hear the party goin' on
I'm breakin' out in a sweat
My glasses are covered in fog
No matter how I wail
I feel just like a dog

Well I'm a lonely broccoli
I didn't make it into the pot
I'm out on the stove
I'm givin' it all I've got
My friends are into bubbly
The party's never gonna stop