A silly song is silly sung
Upidee, upida
The words are weird
The rhyme is wrong
Upidee-a-da
If you don't like it that's okay
'Cause we will sing it anyway
Upidee-a-dee-a-da
Upidee, upida
Upidee-a-dee-a-da
Upidee-a-da
Upidee-a-dee-a-da
Upidee, upida
Upidee-a-dee-a-da
Upidee-a-da

Your foot is in my pumpkin pie
Upidee, upida
Underwear with ham on rye
Upidee-a-da
Chicken lips and silly things
We're unemployed so let's all sing
Upidee-a-dee-a-da
Upidee, upida
Upidee-a-dee-a-da
Upidee-a-da
Upidee-a-dee-a-da
Upidee, upida
Upidee-a-dee-a-da
Upidee-a-da
If all the maidens said sha-boom
Upidee, upida
My belly button left the room
Upidee-a-da
The northern mills can fix me stray
But we are fools so what the hey
Upidee-a-dee-a-da
Upidee, upida
Upidee-a-dee-a-da
Upidee-a-da
Upidee-a-dee-a-da
Upidee, upida
Upidee-a-dee-a-da
Upidee-a-da