My dad's great
He has a thousand arms and a thousand legs
My dad's really great
He can snap tree trunks like feeble twigs
And my dad's really, really great
He's the strongest guy that I know
My dad's really super great
He reeks awesome from head to toe
He'd teach me things back in the day
Valuable things like how to play
Super Mario Brothers on the SNES
Metroid, Kirby and Link's Adventures, were ours
My dad's great
He's a super hero in disguise
My dad's really great
He generally doesn't even need to try
Because he's really, really great
He's the fastest man in the world
And he's super awesomely great
His hands are so big that he can hold:
A million and one things in one palm
And a million in the other palm
And then juggle them around
As if it's no trouble at all, and it's really not
My dad's great
I hope he lives 'til he's 100,000 years old
My dad's really great
I don't think that he'll ever go bald
My dad's really, really great
He can build a house out of toothpicks
My dad's really fantastically great
His eyes turn clay into bricks
And in my eyes he's invincible
Which I guess might not seem so sensible
'Cause everyone's power star's due to run out some day
But that doesn't mean he's any less great, than what he is
My dad's great
My dad's really great
My dad's really, really great
My dad's really, superbly, awesomely, super fantastically great