Lyrics
John
The little boy from south Taiwan
Is brought to us against his will
He fits right in he does
John
He took so long to understand!
For a good bedtime that he'd go for nine cutoffs
They probably killed them break up they're coming down
I rub a curtain they grow like a tub again
Or send a mechanic to break him a nugget
Oh
How mom and dad can love him though
Their skin and hair don't really match
That's why when it comes to white socks
No better than Tide action with bleach
Fill the measuring cup to the first line marked 1
For moderate loads with clothes of white color
Or fill the measuring cup to the second line marked
2 for heavy loads that are out of your reach
John turn to the sun and finally awake
Prisons turned a noble act of welcoming rotten
Order within the next fifteen minutes
And you'll receive not one but two
Children who love to hold you
That's why they sponsor the Olympics
If we had a good time breaking it up will love
Now would you like a toboggan
I could hang up but let her go
Fall rub it get down they had to write over for her
Chew drop it God to the Vatican gold
John turn to the sun and finally awake
Prisons turned a noble act of welcoming rotten
There's the motivation
Flashing colors and packaged deals
Our folk aren't enough
There's the motivation
Flashing colors and packaged deals
Our folk aren't enough
