I DON’T HAVE TO SAY NOTHING AT ALL
I AM SIX FOOT THREE INCHES TALL MY MAMA WAS A SAILOR
MY PAPA WAS THE SEA THE MOTION OF THE OCEAN
THAT’S HOW THEY POTION’D ME THEY NEVER GOT ALONG TOO GOOD
THAT’S WHAT THE PAPERS WROTE THEY FOUND HIM IN THE CORAL
WITH HER SEAWEED ON HIS THROAT I DON’T HAVE TO SAY NOTHING AT ALL
I AM SIX FOOT THREE INCHES TALL I WAS THE RED HEADED STEPCHILD
THE ORPHAN WITH A LISP BUT THE SNEERING BETTIES
NEVER FOUND OUT WHAT THEY MISSED FOR I HIT MY GROWTH SPURT
JUST A LITTLE BIT LATE BACK WHEN I WAS
SEVEN OR EIGHT I DON’T HAVE TO SAY NOTHING AT ALL
I AM SIX FOOT THREE INCHES TALL I CAST A LONG SHADOW
WHEN I WALK INTO THE ROOM I ECLIPSE THE SUN
I SHOOT OUT THE MOON I’M NOT SAYING YOU CARE
TO MAKE THE PICTURE COMPLETE BUT I CAN TAKE OFF MY SHOES
IF YOU’D LIKE TO SEE MY FEET I DON’T HAVE TO SAY NOTHING AT ALL
I AM SIX FOOT THREE INCHES TALL