Brainiac's daughter   Made me a suit of bricks and mortar   And a matching stove pipe hat, oh yes   Brainiac's daughter   Took me on a sleigh ride underwater   And I'm crazy for girls like that   Oh yes Sir, yes Sir   Three bags full Sir      All across the land the bells ring out   It's night, sun shines bright   So I reach to hold   Her frozen hand in flight   As we alight in   The bottle city of Kandor      Brainiac's daughter   Talks like a Daily Planet Reporter   Sitting cross legged   There on the mat, oh yes   Brainiac's daughter   Swallowed the pocket watch I bought her   And I'm crazy for girls like that   Oh yes Sir, Yes Sir   All fall down Sir      And I love the lights that blink on and off   All around her head   And I love the clothes   That she tries on and off   Landing on the bed   Yes Sir, Yes Sir   Three bags full Sir