Yes, I was blessed with googly eyes
But I can't look where I please
I was blessed with googly eyesAnd they hang down to my knees
I turn to the right
And they swing way around
I try and look up
But I always look down
Don't ask me to look you straight in the eyes
Unless your lying on the ground
I only see birds when they're pecking for worms
And I only see clouds through reflections
If I could change one thing bout myself
I think I'd make just one correction
My feet seem just a bit too big
And I want to make good first impressions
