Tiny Tim - Fourteen lyrics

Fourteen! Fourteen girls in baggy pajamas What if I'd gone to the south bahamas Told me I had won the mystery prize Tied my head behind my back and blindfolded my eyes Fourteen tons of golden ripe bananas The one I'd trade for my long lost bandana The one I won one time at the state fair With little pictures of james dean slicking back his hair Fourteen is not my favorite number At night I dream, I see fourteen spelled out in lumber Fourteen - I can't understand Fourteen - 'cause I'm just an ordinary man Fourteen - I can't understand Fourteen - 'cause I'm just an ordinary man Fourteen men to witness my confession If I'm ever sentenced and die for my obsessions There's fourteen songs all named fourteen With fourteen verses each that I dearly love to sing X-i-v is how the romans said it In retrospect I'm sure they don't regret it Eventually their empire finally fell F-o-u-r-t-e-e-n is how we came to spell Fourteen - is not my favorite number At night I dream, I see fourteen spelled out in lumber Fourteen - I can't understand Fourteen - 'cause I'm just an ordinary man Fourteen - I can't understand Fourteen-'cause I'm just an ordinary man An ordinary man, an ordinary man Fourteen!