Song | Love My Lips |
Artist | Veggie Tales |
Album | Veggie Tales: Silly Songs With Larry |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Heinecke, Nawrocki | |
I Love My Lips | |
Narrator: | |
And now it's time for Silly Songs with Larry, the part | |
of the show where Larry comes out and sings a silly song. | |
One day while talking with Dr. Archibald Larry confronts | |
one of his deepest fears'. | |
Larry: | |
If my lips ever left my mouth, | |
Packed a bag and headed south, | |
That'd be too bad, I'd be so sad. | |
Dr. Archibald: | |
I see, that'd be too bad, you'd be so sad? | |
Larry: | |
That'd be too bad. | |
Dr. Archibald: | |
Alrighty. | |
Larry: | |
If my lips said 'Adios, | |
I don't like you, I think you're gross.' | |
That'd be too bad, I might get mad. | |
Dr. Archibald: | |
Hm, that'd be too bad, you might get mad? | |
Larry: | |
That'd be too bad. | |
Dr. Archibald: | |
Fascinating. | |
Larry: | |
If my lips moved to Duluth | |
Left a mess and took my tooth. | |
That'd be too bad, I'd call my Dad. | |
Dr. Archibald: | |
Oh dear, that'd be too bad, you'd call your dad? | |
Larry: | |
That'd be too bad. | |
Dr. Archibald: | |
Hold it. Did you say your father? Facinating! | |
So what you're saying is if your lips left you? | |
Larry: | |
That'd be too bad, I'd be so sad. | |
I might get mad, I call my Dad. | |
That'd be too bad. | |
Dr. Archibald: | |
That'd be too bad? | |
Larry: | |
That'd be too bad. | |
Dr. Archibald: | |
Why? | |
Larry: | |
Because I love my lips. (makes noises in tune with his lips) | |
Dr. Archibald: | |
Oh my! This is more serious than I thought. | |
Larry, what do you see here? | |
Larry: | |
Um, that looks like a lip. | |
Dr. Archibald: | |
What about this? | |
Larry: | |
It's a lip. | |
Dr. Archibald: | |
And this? | |
Larry: | |
It's a lip, it's a lip, it's a lip, lip, lip | |
It's a lip, it's a lip, it's a lip, lip, lip | |
It's a lip, it's a lip, it's a lip, lip, lip | |
liiiiiiiiiips lip lip lip | |
Dr. Archibald: | |
Larry, tell me about your childhood. | |
Larry: | |
When I was just two years old, | |
I left my lips out in the cold. | |
And they turned blue, | |
What could I do? | |
Dr. Archibald: | |
Oh dear. They turned blue, | |
What could you do? | |
Larry: | |
Oh, They turned blue. | |
Dr. Archibald: | |
I see. | |
Larry: | |
On the day I got my tooth, | |
I had to kiss my Great Aunt Ruth. | |
She had a beard and it felt weird. | |
Dr. Archibald: | |
My, my, she had a beard | |
And it felt weird? | |
Larry: | |
She had a beard. | |
Dr. Archibald: | |
Oh! | |
Larry: | |
Ten days after I turned 8, | |
Got my lips stuck in a gate | |
My friends all laughed' | |
And I just stood there until the fire department came | |
and broke the lock with a crowbar and I had to spend | |
the next six weeks in lip rehab with this kid named Oscar | |
who got stung by a bee right on the lip and we couldn't | |
even talk to each other until the fifth week because both | |
our lips were so swollen and when he did start speaking | |
he just spoke polish and I only knew like three words in polish | |
except now I know four because Oscar taught me the | |
word for lip, 'Usta'. | |
Dr. Archibald: | |
Your friends all laughed. Usta. How do you spell that? | |
Larry: | |
I don't know. | |
Dr. Archibald: | |
So what you're saying is that when you were young? | |
Larry: | |
They turned blue, what could I do? | |
She had a beard, and it felt weird. | |
My friends all laughed......usta. | |
Dr. Archibald: | |
I'm confused. | |
Larry: | |
I love my lips! | |
(Larry makes noises with his lips while Dr. | |
Archibald tries to get his attention.) | |
Dr. Archibald: | |
Uh, Larry. Larry. Wait Larry, Larry! That's about enough, thank you. | |
(voice over of Narrator) | |
Narrator: | |
This has been Silly Songs with Larry. Tune in next week | |
when we hear Larry say ' | |
Larry: | |
Have I ever told you how I feel about my nose? | |
Dr. Archibald: | |
Oh, look at the time! | |
(fades out with Larry continuing to make noises with his lips) |
zuo qu : Heinecke, Nawrocki | |
I Love My Lips | |
Narrator: | |
And now it' s time for Silly Songs with Larry, the part | |
of the show where Larry comes out and sings a silly song. | |
One day while talking with Dr. Archibald Larry confronts | |
one of his deepest fears'. | |
Larry: | |
If my lips ever left my mouth, | |
Packed a bag and headed south, | |
That' d be too bad, I' d be so sad. | |
Dr. Archibald: | |
I see, that' d be too bad, you' d be so sad? | |
Larry: | |
That' d be too bad. | |
Dr. Archibald: | |
Alrighty. | |
Larry: | |
If my lips said ' Adios, | |
I don' t like you, I think you' re gross.' | |
That' d be too bad, I might get mad. | |
Dr. Archibald: | |
Hm, that' d be too bad, you might get mad? | |
Larry: | |
That' d be too bad. | |
Dr. Archibald: | |
Fascinating. | |
Larry: | |
If my lips moved to Duluth | |
Left a mess and took my tooth. | |
That' d be too bad, I' d call my Dad. | |
Dr. Archibald: | |
Oh dear, that' d be too bad, you' d call your dad? | |
Larry: | |
That' d be too bad. | |
Dr. Archibald: | |
Hold it. Did you say your father? Facinating! | |
So what you' re saying is if your lips left you? | |
Larry: | |
That' d be too bad, I' d be so sad. | |
I might get mad, I call my Dad. | |
That' d be too bad. | |
Dr. Archibald: | |
That' d be too bad? | |
Larry: | |
That' d be too bad. | |
Dr. Archibald: | |
Why? | |
Larry: | |
Because I love my lips. makes noises in tune with his lips | |
Dr. Archibald: | |
Oh my! This is more serious than I thought. | |
Larry, what do you see here? | |
Larry: | |
Um, that looks like a lip. | |
Dr. Archibald: | |
What about this? | |
Larry: | |
It' s a lip. | |
Dr. Archibald: | |
And this? | |
Larry: | |
It' s a lip, it' s a lip, it' s a lip, lip, lip | |
It' s a lip, it' s a lip, it' s a lip, lip, lip | |
It' s a lip, it' s a lip, it' s a lip, lip, lip | |
liiiiiiiiiips lip lip lip | |
Dr. Archibald: | |
Larry, tell me about your childhood. | |
Larry: | |
When I was just two years old, | |
I left my lips out in the cold. | |
And they turned blue, | |
What could I do? | |
Dr. Archibald: | |
Oh dear. They turned blue, | |
What could you do? | |
Larry: | |
Oh, They turned blue. | |
Dr. Archibald: | |
I see. | |
Larry: | |
On the day I got my tooth, | |
I had to kiss my Great Aunt Ruth. | |
She had a beard and it felt weird. | |
Dr. Archibald: | |
My, my, she had a beard | |
And it felt weird? | |
Larry: | |
She had a beard. | |
Dr. Archibald: | |
Oh! | |
Larry: | |
Ten days after I turned 8, | |
Got my lips stuck in a gate | |
My friends all laughed' | |
And I just stood there until the fire department came | |
and broke the lock with a crowbar and I had to spend | |
the next six weeks in lip rehab with this kid named Oscar | |
who got stung by a bee right on the lip and we couldn' t | |
even talk to each other until the fifth week because both | |
our lips were so swollen and when he did start speaking | |
he just spoke polish and I only knew like three words in polish | |
except now I know four because Oscar taught me the | |
word for lip, ' Usta'. | |
Dr. Archibald: | |
Your friends all laughed. Usta. How do you spell that? | |
Larry: | |
I don' t know. | |
Dr. Archibald: | |
So what you' re saying is that when you were young? | |
Larry: | |
They turned blue, what could I do? | |
She had a beard, and it felt weird. | |
My friends all laughed...... usta. | |
Dr. Archibald: | |
I' m confused. | |
Larry: | |
I love my lips! | |
Larry makes noises with his lips while Dr. | |
Archibald tries to get his attention. | |
Dr. Archibald: | |
Uh, Larry. Larry. Wait Larry, Larry! That' s about enough, thank you. | |
voice over of Narrator | |
Narrator: | |
This has been Silly Songs with Larry. Tune in next week | |
when we hear Larry say ' | |
Larry: | |
Have I ever told you how I feel about my nose? | |
Dr. Archibald: | |
Oh, look at the time! | |
fades out with Larry continuing to make noises with his lips |
zuò qǔ : Heinecke, Nawrocki | |
I Love My Lips | |
Narrator: | |
And now it' s time for Silly Songs with Larry, the part | |
of the show where Larry comes out and sings a silly song. | |
One day while talking with Dr. Archibald Larry confronts | |
one of his deepest fears'. | |
Larry: | |
If my lips ever left my mouth, | |
Packed a bag and headed south, | |
That' d be too bad, I' d be so sad. | |
Dr. Archibald: | |
I see, that' d be too bad, you' d be so sad? | |
Larry: | |
That' d be too bad. | |
Dr. Archibald: | |
Alrighty. | |
Larry: | |
If my lips said ' Adios, | |
I don' t like you, I think you' re gross.' | |
That' d be too bad, I might get mad. | |
Dr. Archibald: | |
Hm, that' d be too bad, you might get mad? | |
Larry: | |
That' d be too bad. | |
Dr. Archibald: | |
Fascinating. | |
Larry: | |
If my lips moved to Duluth | |
Left a mess and took my tooth. | |
That' d be too bad, I' d call my Dad. | |
Dr. Archibald: | |
Oh dear, that' d be too bad, you' d call your dad? | |
Larry: | |
That' d be too bad. | |
Dr. Archibald: | |
Hold it. Did you say your father? Facinating! | |
So what you' re saying is if your lips left you? | |
Larry: | |
That' d be too bad, I' d be so sad. | |
I might get mad, I call my Dad. | |
That' d be too bad. | |
Dr. Archibald: | |
That' d be too bad? | |
Larry: | |
That' d be too bad. | |
Dr. Archibald: | |
Why? | |
Larry: | |
Because I love my lips. makes noises in tune with his lips | |
Dr. Archibald: | |
Oh my! This is more serious than I thought. | |
Larry, what do you see here? | |
Larry: | |
Um, that looks like a lip. | |
Dr. Archibald: | |
What about this? | |
Larry: | |
It' s a lip. | |
Dr. Archibald: | |
And this? | |
Larry: | |
It' s a lip, it' s a lip, it' s a lip, lip, lip | |
It' s a lip, it' s a lip, it' s a lip, lip, lip | |
It' s a lip, it' s a lip, it' s a lip, lip, lip | |
liiiiiiiiiips lip lip lip | |
Dr. Archibald: | |
Larry, tell me about your childhood. | |
Larry: | |
When I was just two years old, | |
I left my lips out in the cold. | |
And they turned blue, | |
What could I do? | |
Dr. Archibald: | |
Oh dear. They turned blue, | |
What could you do? | |
Larry: | |
Oh, They turned blue. | |
Dr. Archibald: | |
I see. | |
Larry: | |
On the day I got my tooth, | |
I had to kiss my Great Aunt Ruth. | |
She had a beard and it felt weird. | |
Dr. Archibald: | |
My, my, she had a beard | |
And it felt weird? | |
Larry: | |
She had a beard. | |
Dr. Archibald: | |
Oh! | |
Larry: | |
Ten days after I turned 8, | |
Got my lips stuck in a gate | |
My friends all laughed' | |
And I just stood there until the fire department came | |
and broke the lock with a crowbar and I had to spend | |
the next six weeks in lip rehab with this kid named Oscar | |
who got stung by a bee right on the lip and we couldn' t | |
even talk to each other until the fifth week because both | |
our lips were so swollen and when he did start speaking | |
he just spoke polish and I only knew like three words in polish | |
except now I know four because Oscar taught me the | |
word for lip, ' Usta'. | |
Dr. Archibald: | |
Your friends all laughed. Usta. How do you spell that? | |
Larry: | |
I don' t know. | |
Dr. Archibald: | |
So what you' re saying is that when you were young? | |
Larry: | |
They turned blue, what could I do? | |
She had a beard, and it felt weird. | |
My friends all laughed...... usta. | |
Dr. Archibald: | |
I' m confused. | |
Larry: | |
I love my lips! | |
Larry makes noises with his lips while Dr. | |
Archibald tries to get his attention. | |
Dr. Archibald: | |
Uh, Larry. Larry. Wait Larry, Larry! That' s about enough, thank you. | |
voice over of Narrator | |
Narrator: | |
This has been Silly Songs with Larry. Tune in next week | |
when we hear Larry say ' | |
Larry: | |
Have I ever told you how I feel about my nose? | |
Dr. Archibald: | |
Oh, look at the time! | |
fades out with Larry continuing to make noises with his lips |