My Goody Two-Shoes Brother lyrics

I bear lots of animosity to bellhops

They never bring my luggage up on time

And taxi drivers really tax my patience

If they vanished, would it really be a crime?

I don't like meter maids or underwater welders

Health-fanatic cooks or camera crews

Not fond of monks or yoga teachers

Or sports fans in the bleachers

And I'm not sure how I'm feeling about you

There are lots of horrid people on this planet

That I would love to give a lashing to

But my goody two-shoes brother

The favorite of my mother

Is the one I want to smother

In a ton of pigeon goo

Yes, my goody two-shoes brother

The favorite of my mother

He's the one I want to smother

Thank you sir, I'll have another

He's the one I want to smother

In a ton of pigeon goo

You see how I held that last note? Good huh?

• Artist:Phineas and Ferb (OST)