Lyrics:

And now it's time for Silly Songs with Larry, the part of the show where Larry comes out and sings a silly song
One day while talking with Dr. Archibald, Larry confronts one of his deepest fears

If my lips ever left my mouth
Packed a bag and headed south
That'd be too bad, I'd be so sad

I see, that'd be too bad, you'd be so sad?

That'd be too bad

Alrighty

If my lips said 'Adios
I don't like you, I think you're gross'
That'd be too bad, I might get mad

Hm, that'd be too bad, you might get mad?

That'd be too bad

Fascinating

If my lips moved to Duluth
Left a mess and took my tooth
That'd be too bad, I'd call my Dad

Oh dear, that'd be too bad, you'd call your dad?

That'd be too bad

Hold it! Did you say your father? Fascinating!
So what you're saying is if your lips left you

That'd be too bad, I'd be so sad
I might get mad, I call my Dad
That'd be too bad

That'd be too bad?

That'd be too bad

Why?

Because I love my lips!
[Bee-dee, be, da, doo
Bee, ba-da, boo
He-be, dee-bee, da, da-doo, ba-do, ba, ba
Yeah-ba, da, ba-boo, ba, bee-da, ba, baw, ba-dow
Yabba-dabba, da-ba, he-ba, da-ba, da
He-be, dee-bee, da-boo, he-ba, dabba, do]

Oh, my! This is more serious than I thought
Larry, what do you see here?

Um, that looks like a lip

What about this?

It's a lip

And this?

It's a lip, it's a lip, it's a lip, lip, lip
It's a lip, it's a lip, it's a lip, lip, lip
It's a lip, it's a lip, it's a lip, lip, lip
Lips, lip, lip, lip

Larry, tell me about your childhood

When I was just two years old
I left my lips out in the cold
And they turned blue
What could I do?

Oh dear, they turned blue, what could you do?

Oh, they turned blue

I see

On the day I got my tooth
I had to kiss my Great Aunt Ruth
She had a beard, and it felt weird

My, my, she had a beard and it felt weird?

She had a beard

Oh!

Ten days after I turned eight
Got my lips stuck in a gate
My friends all laughed
And I just stood there until the fire department came
And broke the lock with a crowbar
And I had to spend the next six weeks in lip rehab
With this kid named Oscar who got stung by a bee
Right on the lip, and we couldn't even talk to each other
Until the fifth week because both our lips were so swollen
And when he did start speaking he just spoke Polish
And I only knew like three words in Polish
Except now I know four because Oscar taught me the word for lip, 'usta!'

Your friends all laughed. Usta. How do you spell that?

I don't know

So what you're saying is that when you were young

They turned blue, what could I do?
She had a beard, and it felt weird
My friends all laughed, Usta!

I'm confused

I love my lips!

Uh, Larry. Larry
Wait Larry, Larry! That's about enough, thank you

This has been Silly Songs with Larry
Tune in next week when we hear Larry say

Have I ever told you how I feel about my nose?

Oh, look at the time!