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"