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If I don't have the world's best Dad
At least it's on his coffee cup!
And once a month I get to have my very own check-up
He's not the kind to give a hug
He was a doctor in a war
And though he never gets too close
That's what the check-up's for!
Oh, here we go
He'll take my hand inside of his hand
Though, there is the glove
And all that I know, he'll listen through his stethoscope
As my heart fills with love
Pom Pom Pom Pom...
Ahhhhhhhhhh
Pom Pom Pom...
Amandine!
Amandine Poulain likes the flavor of stamps
Has a nervous twitch around her eye
She likes a bath at bedtime
And dislikes when my fingers wrinkle
Our daughter's heart is racing
Oh dear
I fear it might be broken
She's broken?
I worry that her heart cannot handle any stimulation
What do we do?
We cut all recreation and teach her at home
We can keep her heartbeat stable
Your school is the kitchen table
No need to take the school bus
Just leave it to the two of us
No germs or boys or bullies
But say hello to your new classmate
Would you like to name him?
Fluffy