Oh, I thought we was going so good (me too) I'm sorry I thought, I thought it was right, didn't you? Ah-ha, Roly-Poly, yes Come in, Tommy Roly-Poly, eatin' corn and 'taters Hungry every minute of the day Roly-Poly, gnawin' on a biscuit As long as he can chew it, it's okay He can eat an apple pie And never even bat an eye He likes everything from soup to hay Roly-Poly, daddy's little fatty Bet he's gonna be a man some day Roly-Poly, scrambled eggs for breakfast Bread and jelly twenty times a day (ah, now) Roly-Poly eats a hearty dinner It takes a lot of strength to run and play (yes, yes) Pulls up weeds and does the chores And he runs both ways to all the stores He works up an appetite that way Oh, Roly-Poly daddy's little fatty Bet he's gonna be a man some day