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Would you like to swing on a star
Carry moonbeams home in a jar
And be better off than you are
Or would you rather be a mule?

A mule is an animal with long funny ears
Kicks up at anything he hears
His back is brawny but his brain is weak
He's just plain stupid with a stubborn streak
And by the way, if you hate to go to school
You may grow up to be a mule

Or would you like to swing on a star
Carry moonbeams home in a jar
And be better off than you are
Or would you rather be a pig?

A pig is an animal with dirt on his face
His shoes are a terrible disgrace
He has no manners when he eats his food
He's fat and lazy and extremely rude
But if you don't care a feather or a fig
You may grow up to be a pig

Or would you like to swing on a star
Carry moonbeams home in a jar
And be better off than you are
Or would you rather be a fish?

A fish won't do anything, but swim in a brook
He can't write his name or read a book
And to fool the people is his only thought
And though he's slippery, he still gets caught
But then if that sort of life is what you wish
You may grow up to be a fish

A new kind of jumped slippery fish

And all the monkeys aren't in the zoo
Every day you meet quite a few
So you see it's all up to you
You can be better than you are
You could be swingin' on a star
Would you like to swing on a star   Carry moonbeams home in a jar   And be better off than you are   Or would you rather be a mule?      A mule is an animal with long funny ears   Kicks up at anything he hears   His back is brawny but his brain is weak   He's just plain stupid with a stubborn streak   And by the way, if you hate to go to school   You may grow up to be a mule      Or would you like to swing on a star   Carry moonbeams home in a jar   And be better off than you are   Or would you rather be a pig?      A pig is an animal with dirt on his face   His shoes are a terrible disgrace   He has no manners when he eats his food   He's fat and lazy and extremely rude   But if you don't care a feather or a fig   You may grow up to be a pig      Or would you like to swing on a star   Carry moonbeams home in a jar   And be better off than you are   Or would you rather be a fish?      A fish won't do anything, but swim in a brook   He can't write his name or read a book   And to fool the people is his only thought   And though he's slippery, he still gets caught   But then if that sort of life is what you wish   You may grow up to be a fish      A new kind of jumped slippery fish      And all the monkeys aren't in the zoo   Every day you meet quite a few   So you see it's all up to you   You can be better than you are   You could be swingin' on a star