Lyrics:

I've got a rabbit, it likes to hop
I've got a girl, and she likes to shop
The other foot looks like it won't drop
I had an uncle and he got shot

Is this greeting the type that's meant for me?
Are you part of this khakistocracy?

This ringing in my ears won't stop
I've got a red Japanese teapot
I've got a pen but I lost the top
I've got so many things you haven't got

A fellow's craft is just not for sharing
He's not an intimate secretary

I've got a rabbit, it likes to hop
I've got a girl and she likes to shop
The other foot looks like it won't drop
I had an uncle but he got shot

Venerable obscurest malarkey
A doulocracy ecclesiarchy
Our fellow's craft is just not for sharing
He's not an intimate secretary

The exarchy inspector inquisitor
I dare mock an illustrious master
Are you part of this khakistocracy?
Is this greeting the type that's meant for me?