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Text: Dad. Mighty Mighty High.

Now you wouldn't believe me if I told you a lie
But I went to this party with a real cool guy
He was wearing high-heeled patent-leather boots
And a poly-styrene dayglo suit
He said "Hey man,"
"Don't be afraid"
"'Coz I got a blind date you'll never forget"
Then he grabbed my arm and arranged a cab
And lit a strange looking fag
And I'm mighty heighty high
Mighty heighty high
I felt I could fly
Mighty heighty high
My mind just got high and my brains said goodbye, I'm
Mighty heighty high

Flesh fiddle faddle and the stage got hot
I had a hanger banger brasshat and I felt like a stud
Hey big Dr. Upstairs fumb? my Mr. Big
A moon struck milehigh and it's a nuclear trip
Now hang it up stop that goppledigook
Lets get down and dirty
Girls are itsypook
Hey ho in my mumbo-jumbo tree
Wham-bam-boozle, can't you see
I'm mighty heighy high

Mighty heighty high
I feel I can fly
Mighty heighty high
My mind just got high, my brains said goodbye I'm
Mighty heighty high
Aaaaaargh!

Flim flam flophouse and above'n'beyond
Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
I'm mighty heighty high
Mighty heighty high
My brains are goodbye
Mighty heighty high
My mind just got high, I feel I can fly I'm
Mighty heighty high

Hi hi hi hiigh

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