I used to talk about politics, politics, politics,
I used to talk about politics but I don't anymore.
I used to talk about communism, socialism, capitalism
I used to talk about hobosisms but now I'm an add
And all I talk about is baby poo
Baby poo, baby poo
All I talk about is baby poo
Baby poo, baby poo
All I talk about is baby poo
I used to rant about traffic problems, vender benders, stupid signs
I used to fear an accident
But now I stay at home
And talk about:
Baby poo, baby poo
All I talk about is baby poo
Baby poo, baby poo
All I talk about is baby poo
Sometimes it's all brown and gooey
Sometimes it looks like dejon mustard
Sometimes it's like melted crayon
Sometimes it just smells like POO
I used to talk about philosophy, cup vi maker, socreties
I used to think metaphysically
But now I think the world evolves around:
Baby poo, baby poo
All I talk about is baby poo
Baby poo, baby poo
All I talk about is baby poo
Sometimes it feels just like stucko
Sometimes it feels like jello pudding
Sometimes it's like avacardo
Sometimes she just pees on me
I used to be real int'resting
Discussing isues of the day
But now I call my ami
And tell her all about my baby poo
Baby poo, baby poo
All I talk about is baby poo
Baby poo, baby poo
All I talk about is baby poo(x2)
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