On the day I was born
The nurses gathered all around
They gazed in wide wonder
At the joy they had found
The head nurse spoke up
She said leave this one alone
She could tell right away
That this was bad to the bone Bad to the bone Bad to the bone B-B-B-B-Bad B-B-B-B-Bad B-B-B-B-Bad

too bad I can't make him have a cigar

Come in here, dear boy, have a cigar, you're gonna go far
You're gonna fly, you're never gonna die