I used to have money a house and a car
A kid and a wife and a cat
But they all left me when I lost my job
And that was the end of that
Still I wake up smiling every day
‘Cause I got one thing that they can’t take away
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I got fingers, I got fingers
One two three four five six seven eight and two thumbs
I got fingers, I got fingers
I can run them through my hair I can stick them up my…
Ask me how much I love my fingers
And I’ll say a whole lot
Did you know without fingers a hand is just a stump?
With which it would be difficult to scratch your itchy rump
I like to use my fingers when I pick my nose
‘Cause I really hurt myself that time I used my toes
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My index finger points, my ring one is lonely
My pinky is the one I lift when I’m having tea
I stick out my thumb when I’m hitching a ride
And I raise my middle finger if I’m not satisfied
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A lot, a lot, I like ‘em a whole lot
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight and two thumbs!