Tim Tiny Fourteen Lyrics

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!