Ashley's Asylum

Letter People S-Z



MR. S
I'm Mr. S, and sometimes when I go to sleep, I'm scared
So then I sneak across my room
And find my secret box
And slip
Into my super socks

And suddenly...

I am a supersonic streak in the sky
Mr. S to the rescue, they cry
Straight on, super socks, we've got to stop that train
Save that sinking sailboat from a hurricane

I'm Mr. S, and sometimes when they're scolding me,
I smile
As soon as I can sneak away
I find my secret box
And slip
Into my super socks
And suddenly...

I am a supersonic streak in the sky
Mr. S to the rescue, they cry
Straight on, super socks, there's been a robbery
Stop, sir, and surrender, don't you mess with me

I'm Mr. S, and sometimes no one plays with me
No one at all
So I just play all by myself
Go to my secret box
And slip
Into my super socks
And suddenly...

I am a supersonic streak in the sky
Mr. S, save the ballgame, they cry
Straight on, super socks, let's swing and sting the ball
Going, going, gone, it won't come back at all
Super special super socks, we save the day
Super socks, you are super OK
Super socks, I'll never put you away,
Super socks, super socks, hooray!

MR. T
Tall, my teeth are so tall,
Terrifically tall, the tallest of all,
The tallest you'll see, I'm called Mr. T

Mr. T, that's me, tall teeth.
Why, my tall teeth are so tall
It takes my toothbrush two hundred and twenty two turns
To take a trip from the top of the tip
To the tip of the top of each tooth
And that's the tall truth.

And talk about toothpaste,
From Tuesday to Tuesday
I'll use two thousand, two hundred and twenty two tubes
Of tasty toothpaste for each tremendous tooth.
And that's the tall truth, too.

Tall, my teeth are so tall,
Terrifically tall, the tallest of all,
The tallest you'll see, I'm called Mr. T
Tall teeth, Mr. T
Tall teeth, Mr. T
Tall teeth

MISS U
I'm with my umbrella,
We go together wherever we go
I'm under my umbrella
Whether it's sunshine or whether it's snow

CHORUS:
You know who I am, I'm little Miss U
With my umbrella, whatever I do
U-U-Upsy Daisy, we go every place,
Little Miss U with my umbrella face,
Little Miss U with my umbrella face

I'm with my umbrella,
Apart we are minus, together we're plus
I'm with my umbrella
Up and away, take a good look at us

(REPEAT CHORUS)

I'm with my umbrella,
We are unhappy unless we can be
Just like bread and butter
That's why you see my umbrella and me

(REPEAT CHORUS)

I'm with my umbrella
I'm with my umbrella
I'm with my umbrella

MR. V
And now, announcing our visitor with the violet velvet vest, Mr. V
(Ooooh...oooooh...)
Thank you...thank you.

I am Mr. V with a very special vest
And my very special vest is my very best

I am Mr. V with a very special velvet vest
And my very special velvet vest
Is my very, very best

I am Mr. V with a very special violet velvet vest
And my very special violet velvet vest
Is my very, very, very best

I am Mr. V with a great variety of very special violet velvet vests
And my great variety of very special violet velvet vests
Is my very, very, very, very best

I am Mr. V with a velvet vest
There's no vice-president or veterinarian or vacuum cleaner salesman or vegetarian
Who has ever ever had such a great variety of very special violet velvet vests
Which are my very very very very
Very very very very
Very very very very best.
Mr. V's violet velvet vest.

MR. W
CHORUS:
W, I'm Mr. W
If my name begins to trouble you
Here's a way to help your thinking
Won't you watch me when I'm winking?

Wonderful wink, with my right eye, that's once
Wonderful wink, with my left eye, that's twice
Two winks are nice, they're the double of one
Oh, I'm winking double, that's how W is done

Wonderful! Can you wink two times too?
Try it.
Wrinkle up your right eye,
Keep your left eye open and let's see your wonderful wink.
Now, try winking with your left eye.

(REPEAT CHORUS)

Wonderful wink, wonderful wink,
I'm Mr. W with the wonderful wink,
Wonderful wink, wonderful wink, wonderful wink...

MR. X
X Mr. am
X, X, X, X, X, WRONG! ALL WRONG!
I Mr. X am WRONG! ALL WRONG!
I am all maxed, I mean up mixed WRONG! ALL WRONG!
I mean mixed up OH stiddleficks X, X, X, X, X, X, X

I am Mr. X and I'm quite complex
And my foot is just exactly where my hand should be
I am made all wrong, where do I belong
When the parts all mixed and in betwixt belong to me

I am Mr. X and I'm quite complex
And my front is now exactly where my back should be
I am made all wrong, where do I belong
When my right side up is upside down and under me?

Quite complex, X I Mr. quite am feet
Just exactly hands should mix belong the back of me
Mr. front all wrong right upside is when
Down exactly where my X and back is wrong should be

Wrong, All Wrong, All Wrong, All Wrong
Mr. X, you are mixed up and all wrong,
Wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong...

MR. Y
CHORUS:
Oh, why do I yawn all day?
Oh, why do I feel this way?
Why is my mouth always open so?
Why am I yawning, always yawning? I don't know
Why am I yawning when I laugh and when I cry?
Because I'm yawning, yawning, yawning, I'm Mr. Y

Why, oh why am I always yawning?
I'm so tired of yawning, I have to yawn!
I bet I can make you yawn too,
But you have to yawn politely, as I do.
Put your hand in front of your mouth, that's the polite way.
Ready? YAWN!

(REPEAT CHORUS)

MR. Z
CHORUS:
Come see my zipping zippers, I'm Mr. Z
Zipping my zip-up slippers, coat and hat and dungarees
My hip zip flippers to float in the sea
Zipping on, zipping off, zipping zippers Mr. Z

Zipping zippers up...Zip zickety zag
Zipping zippers down...Zag zickety zip
Zipping zippers left, zipping zippers right
Zipping zippers front and back, in and out, and everywhere in sight.

I'm zipping off to see the world to see what I can see
I'm zipping zippers in Zanzibar, I zip the Zuyder Zee.
Who, me? Who, me? Of course, I'm Mr. Z
With a zip zip ziggety zap zap zum
Zippo, bango, here I come!

I'm zipping zippers in the town for zipping's all I do.
Zipping up sidewalks, zipping up streets and zebras in the zoo.
Now who? Now who? Ha-ha...I didn't zip up you!
Hold still...That's it...Now turn around, let's see,
You've just been zipped by the zappiest, zingiest, zipping Mr. Z!
(REPEAT CHORUS)