I Love My Lips

I l-o-v-e m-y l-i-p-s
I l-o-v-e m-y, lips!
I l-o-v-e m-y l-i-p-s
I l-o-v-e m-y, lips!
If my lips ever left my mouth
Packed a bag and headed south
That’d be too bad, I’d be so sad
If my lips said «Adios, I don’t like you and I think your gross»
That’d be too bad, I might get mad
That’d be too bad I might get mad (Go!)
I l-o-v-e m-y l-i-p-s
I l-o-v-e m-y, lips!
If my lips moved to Duluth, left a mess and took my tooth
That’d be too bad, I’d call my dad
That’d be too bad I’d be so sad, I might get mad and call my dad
Because I love my lips
Because I love my lips (I love my lips)
I l-o-v-e m-y l-i-p-s (I love my lips)
I l-o-v-e m-y, lips!
(Phone rings)
Ah, hang on guys
Hello?
(Dad)
Yeah, Caleb, hey it’s dad.
Listen, I heard you were trying to get a hold of me, is something wrong with
your lips?
Dad my lips are fine. I’m in the studio right now just working on this song.
Hold on just a second dad.
(Singing)
On the day I got my tooth, I had to kiss my great aunt Ruth, she had a beard
(Ha ha ha, I remember that actually.)
And it felt weird (Yeah it was kinda weird, wasn’t it?)
She had a beard and it felt weird (Actually, wasn’t that the Christmas you gave
her a razor?)
Because I love my lips
Because I love my lips (I love my lips)
I l-o-v-e m-y l-i-p-s (I love my lips)
I l-o-v-e m-y, lips!
(Dad)
Hey Caleb, I just stopped by, you know speaking of lips did I ever tell you my story?
Ten days after I turned eight
I got lips stuck in a gate and my friends all laughed
Yeah, my friends all laughed
And I just stood there until the fire department came
And broke the lock with a crowbar and I had to spend
The next six weeks in lip rehab with this kid named Oscar
Who got stung by a bee right on the lip and we couldn’t
Even talk to each other until the fifth week because both
Our lips were so swollen and when he did-
Dad, dad, I’ve heard this story like a million times.
(Dad)
Sorry
(Singing)
I really love my lips
I really love my lips
I really really love my lips
Because I love my lips (I love my lips)
I l-o-v-e m-y l-i-p-s (I love my lips)
I l-o-v-e m-y, lips!
Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba…
Left my mouth and headed south
And I got lips stuck in a gate
She had a beard and it felt weird
She had a beard and it felt weird
Because I love my lips
Because I love my lips
Because I — 'cause I love my lips
Because I love my lips (I love my lips)
I l-o-v-e m-y l-i-p-s (I love my lips)
I l-o-v-e m-y, lips! (I love my lips)
I l-o-v-e m-y l-i-p-s (I love my lips)
I l-o-v-e m-y, lips!