Short people got – no reason,
short people got – no reason,
short people got – no reason to live.
They got – little hands,
little eyes,
they walk around telling great big lies,
they got – little noses,
and tiny little teeth,
they wear – platform shoes on their nasty little feet.
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Well, I- don’t want no short people,
don’t want no short people,
don’t want no short people ’round here!
…
Short people are just the same as you and I,
(A fool such as I!)
all men are brothers until the day they die.
(It’s a wonderful world!)
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Short people got – nobody,
short people got – nobody,
short people got – nobody to love.
They got – little baby legs,
they stand so low,
you gotta – pick ’em up just to say hello.
They got – little cars that go beep, beep, beep
they got – little voices goin’ peep, peep, peep.
They got – grubby little fingers,
and dirty little minds,
they’re gonna get you – every time.
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Well, I – don’t want no short people,
don’t want no short people,
don’t want no short people ’round here!