Whenever I have a chance I like to
Open up my arms and pretend I'm a plane
Flying over the corridor and the lobby
I land in the office
Because it's easier there
But if there are people around I land
In an empty space in my room
They say they're going to lock me up
In a mental institution
Yes, I am a bit
Yes, I am a bit
Yes, I am a bit crazy
I also have another peculiar hobby
I tear a button off everyone
I classify them according to size
According to color in my collection
What I don't understand is why there are people
That take it so badly
Yes, I am a bit
Yes, I am a bit
Yes, I am a bit crazy
Yes, I am a bit
Yes, I am a bit
Yes, I am a bit crazy
They say they're going to lock me up
In a mental institution
Yes, I am a bit
Yes, I am a bit
Yes, I am a bit crazy