There's a tiny little man   in a tiny little house   with a tiny little wife   for his tiny little spouse      By a tiny little choice   she wears a golden ring   has a tiny little voice   'cause he hates to hear her sing      They do a tiny dance   Wave their little limbs   Bark their tiny shins   Step on little toes and ankles      They jitterbug   They cut a rug   He gives a tug   And she just topples over      She holds to some sign of happiness   like she clutches her pocketbook   meanwhile...   Every robber can tell   she'll never let go while he's      throwing paper airplanes at her-   throwing paper airplanes till she's-   throwing paper airplanes like I said         So the tiny little man   and his tiny little spouse   gave a tiny little birth    to a tiny little louse      which falls down tiny stairs   and he swings his little fists   and he splits her tiny hairs   and she slits her little wrists      They do a tiny dance   Wave their little limbs   Bark their tiny shins   Step on little toes and ankles      They jitterbug   They cut a rug   He gives a tug   And she just topples over      He is carefully watching himself   for some sign of empathy   While she's avoiding his eyes   and every moment he's      throwing paper airplanes at her-   throwing paper airplanes till she's-   throwing paper airplanes like I said   like I said   like I said