Disproportioned Head If my body was twice the size it was, Then I might look all right but I don't because I've got a disproportioned head.
And the people they point and laugh at me, And they tell me it's huge 'cause honestly, I've got a disproportioned head.
Don't try to be nice and say, "It's really not that big," 'Cause I am well aware that you are lying... About my head.
And it blocks out the sun like a parasol, And I'm walking around like a Dodger doll, 'Cause I've got a disproportioned head.
And I can't make it better with surgery, So I'm stuck with this skull that the world can see, I've got a disproportioned head.
Don't try to be nice to be because you think I'm near, I'm across the street and I can hear you. Don't offer advice to me Of hats--it's all been tried, They don't really make them in my size.
And I can only fit in convertible cars, And my mom has a three-foot cesarean scar, 'Cause of my disproportioned head.
And I'd go ahead and end it now, If I could fin a noose that would fit around My huge, disproportioned head.
I've got a disproportioned head, I've got a disproportioned head!
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