not by the hair on my chinny-chin-chin.
They built in straw and sticks and stone,
not by the hair on my chinny-chin-chin.
Three gruff goats went out to the grass
Who's trip-trapping over my bridge?
Troll tried some shit. They kicked his ass.
Who's trip-trapping over my bridge?
Three miller's sons found the will causing strife:
one got the mill, one the ass, one the cat.
Got the cat boots; cat got him a wife,
one got the mill, one the ass, one the cat.
Three bears lived in a home in the woods,
porridge too hot, too cold, just right.
Their security system wasn't no good,
porridge too hot, too cold, just right.
If you're stuck in a fairy tale, listen to me.
happily ever after now:
things work out if you're number three,
happily ever after now.
