Short Kings (Taller Version)
Since when did five'eight become a short king?
Ever since I was a wee man
Thought I'd grow as big as He-Man
Do anything a medium king can
But they treat me like Devito
Now I wake up every morn
Like a wee babe newly born
Just five'eight and one quarter
With a five'nine libido
Ask a doctor he will scream
Five'eight's the national mean
Five'seven is a true short king
So I'm not really that small
Say I'm tall I'll give a big squeal
As I climb onto my big wheel
Now I feel just as the pigs feel
When a pig feels really tall
I ride the rollercoasters
When I go to Disney Land
Though you pick me up to kiss me
It don't make me less a man
I do not need a highchair
And I do not need bib
If you come back home to my place
You can tuck me in my crib
I'm like Andre the Giant
If you cut off both his legs
I'm just as tall as Blackbeard
If he had real tiny pegs
I want to be inside you
Swallow me like a pill
I'd swim around your bloodstream
Punching things that make you ill
I drive electric cars
The kind that run on double A's
Do donuts in the driveway
While me mum brings lemonade
Five'eight is not a leprechaun
Five'eight is not an elf
But if I was five'seven
Then I'd probably kill meself
Smell me Irish Spring
While we Irish sing
When did five'eight become a short king?
Since when did fivce'eight become a short king?
Ever since I was a wee man
Thought I'd grow as big as He-Man
Do anything a medium king can
But they treat me like Devito
Now I wake up every morn
Like a wee babe newly born
Just five'eight and one quarter
With a five'nine libido
Ask a doctor he will scream
Five'eight's the national mean
Five'seven is a true short king
So I'm not really that small
Say I'm tall I'll give a big squeal
As I climb onto my big wheel
Now I feel just as the pigs feel
When a pig feels really tall
I ride the rollercoasters
When I go to Disney Land
Though you pick me up to kiss me
It don't make me less a man
I do not need a highchair
And I do not need bib
If you come back home to my place
You can tuck me in my crib
I'm like Andre the Giant
If you cut off both his legs
I'm just as tall as Blackbeard
If he had real tiny pegs
I want to be inside you
Swallow me like a pill
I'd swim around your bloodstream
Punching things that make you ill
I drive electric cars
The kind that run on double A's
Do donuts in the driveway
While me mum brings lemonade
Five'eight is not a leprechaun
Five'eight is not an elf
But if I was five'seven
Then I'd probably kill meself
Smell me Irish Spring
While we Irish sing
When did five'eight become a short king?
Since when did fivce'eight become a short king?
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Writer(s): Andrew Wentz
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