VERSE 1
Sybil, where are you going
Upstairs to take a bath
Sybil, with legs like toothpicks
An' a neck like a graffie-raf-raf-raf-raf
VERSE 2
Sybil, slipped in th bath tub
Sybil, pulled out th plug
O, my goodness, O my soul
There goes Sybil down th hole
Sybil, where are you going
Glug, glug, glug
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