Song of the Goober

I am a goober
How 'bout you?
A goober is a fool.
I ain't no wise man,
Ain't it true?
I am a goober,
How 'bout you?

I may have had a thing to say
But mighty fine, I'll make you gay
If you listen and learn and hey
I don't have much, just a pen, this lay.

I am a goober,
How 'bout you?
I am a goober, and a fool.
I ain't no wise man
How 'bout you?
We all just goobers
Through and through.

The wisest among us ain't worth dirt
He's just a fool with some fancy words.
We are all just in a hurt
To find some genius, and with it flirt.

I am a goober
How 'bout you?
I am a goober, such a fool.
I ain't a wise man
And you ain't, too.
We're all such goobers
Loop-de-loo.

I sing the last verse of this song
If I'm lucid and pretty strong
It comes from God not cholesterol
It comes from He, and not my wrong.

I am a goober
How 'bout you?
How do we know a thing is true?
I am a goober,
How 'bout you?
I ain't a wise man
But listen good.

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