Brian, the babe they called Brian   He grew, grew, grew and grew   Grew up to be, grew up to be      A boy called Brian   A boy called Brian      He had arms and legs and hands and feet   This boy whose name was Brian   And he grew, grew, grew and grew   Grew up to be, yes, he grew up to be      A teenager called Brian   A teenager called Brian      And his face became spotty   Yes, his face became spotty   And his voice dropped down low   And things started to grow   On young Brian and so   He was certainly now      No girl named Brian   Not a girl named Brian      And he started to shave   And had one off the wrist   And want to see girls   And go out and get pissed      A man called Brian   This man called Brian   The man they called Brian   This man called Brian