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| There once was a little blonde lad |
| Whose name, I am told, was Chad |
| And Chad was the only lad |
| Who belonged to his Mother and Dad. |
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| Then one day little Chad's Dad |
| Said "Chad, you've a brother, my lad |
| Now you are our big boy, Chad |
| And Baby Brother's name is Brad. |
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| Now this kind of puzzled Chad |
| And for a moment made him sad. |
| "Cause, I wanted a sister", said Chad |
| Not a brother whose name is Brad. |
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| The Mother came home with Brad |
| And Dad and Chad were glad |
| And Mother and Dad were proud of their lads |
| Their little blonde Chad and their baby Brad. |
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| Then things settled down - or almost had |
| 'Cause Chad was a little jealous of Brad |
| And sometimes he'd wish to Mom and Dad |
| That he was the only lad they had. |
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| In the daytime Mom would say to Chad |
| "Please be quiet or you'll wake Brad" |
| And at night while rocking baby Brad |
| She'd say "Please be quiet or you'll wake Chad
or Dad." |
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| And Dad says to Mother, "Aren't you glad |
| We have two such wonderful lads." |
| "Oh, yes", said Mother, "most of the time I'm
glad |
| But sometimes I think I'll go quietly mad." |
