When I’m feeling out of place,
I’m feeling kind of weird
And rather quite awkward
As if I had a beard!
And I’m just a middle-aged woman
With a few hairs on my chinny-chin-chin
Chim-Chiminy, Chim-Chiminy, Chim, Chim, Cheroo
I’m hiding my feelings with nothing to do!
Chi-Chiminy, Chi-Chiminy, Chim, Chim, Cheree
I’d much rather celebrate what it is to be me
Than listen to some other point of view
Even though I seem stagnant with nothing better to do!
Liar, liar pants on fire, I’m feeling quite at home
Even though the garden acquired another gnome
That means you’re standing over some growth
Of seeds I’d already planted & don’t, don’t need moweth