Brainiacs Daughter

Made me a suit of bricks and mortar

And a matching stove pipe hat, oh yes

Brainiacs 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

Brainiacs Daughter

Talks like a Daily Planet Reporter

Sitting cross legged there on the mat, oh yes

Brainiacs 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