You go to and fro I know
I go too but I can't throw
Only time I came to grips
Went and lost my cycle clips
Something in your make-up is at fault
People tend to take you with a pinch of salt
People laugh at me because of you
My friend always said that you would never do
Your friends say you are hip
I understand it's short for "Hippo"
Describes you to a T"
Now I see the light of day
Even though it's far away
Smith is such a common name
I just wonder what's your game
Everything you say I disbelieve
Including yarns you spin when you begin to weave
You told me your aunt is Gracie Fields
And some bull that Ireland's full of paddy fields
Your friends say you are hip
I understand it's short for"Hippo"
Describes you to a T"