| Lyrics: | You want to come too. We know you do.
And maybe someday you will.
She wants to come now,
No way, no how!
Sorry, negativesville
Why not? Why not? Let's see, why
not.
Lizzie baby, we'd rather you weren't along today
But shouldn't we tell her
why?
We'd just rather you weren't okay?
Now back off and say goodbye.
We'd rather be
picked up by a twister,
Than tagged along after by a sister.
We'd rather eat french fried
garden snails.
We'd rather lose all out finger nails.
Or bathe in a pool of
slime!
Hasta la vista, baby sista!
Maybe some other time.
Chorus:
B-U-T-T
out! B-U-T-T out!
Turn your tiny frame about and B-U-T-T out!
Ya betta, ya betta, ya
betta, ya betta,
B-U-T-T out!
It's not that it makes us gag to drag a tagalong in
two.
It's not that you embarrass us in front of everyone we know.
It's not that you are
such a snot nosed brat.
It's not that you're nosy, it's not that you're a rat.
Although
that may be true.
It just that this mission is dangerous,
And we care so much for
you.
Chorus
Beat it! Amscran! Hit the Highway!
See ya! Ciao! Vamoose! Be
off! Reduce!
You're gonna, you're gonna, she's ain't gonna wanna, B-U-T-T
out!
Lizzie, you just can't come today.
Maybe next time we'll see.
Maybe a year
from this coming May, or maybe next century!
It's not that you might be out of place.
It's
not that we can't stand your face,
or that you're not of the human race.
It's just that
you're too young!
Be a sweetie, B-U-T-T out!
Eat your Zitti, B-U-T-T out!
Phone
home E.T., Go home E.T., B-U-T-T out!
Take a hint, take a hike, B-U-T-T out!
Ya betta, ya
betta, ya betta, ya betta, B-U-T-T out |
