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The Lovin' Spoonful

4 Eyes

 

4 Eyes

(альбом: Hums Of The Lovin' Spoonful - 1966)


Four eyes, what you gonna do now?
Four eyes and how much do you see now?
How many fingers? Ha ha ha.

When your kids that see through plastic with a harness of elastic
So the girls all think you're icky and the boys all think you're queer
Then the hinges all get rusty and the seventh pair gets busted
So you graduate to tortoise shell that makes you look severe.

Four eyes, what you gonna do now?
Four eyes and how much do you see now?
How many fingers? Ha ha ha.

When you're so blind they call you Batman, you can't even see a fat man
You can't dig just where he's at man without windows on your eyes
But the frames ain't your decision and they're fitted with precision
And they magnify your eyes like they're a pair of cherry pies.

Four eyes, what you gonna do now?
Four eyes and how much do you see now?
How many fingers? Ha ha ha.

Here's a word to all you parents, give a break to little Clarence
When he says the blackboard's fading and the world's a fuzzy place
Mister up in middle classes
And, please, recall that after all he wears them on his face.

Four eyes, what you gonna do now?
Four eyes and how much do you see now?
How many fingers? Ha ha ha.

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