Lyrics

Get comfy under the covers my little one,
‘Cause I’m going to read you a bedtime story.
It’s called The TK Man . . .

Do you like the bald, orange man?
I do not like the TK Man

Do you like him on the show?
I do not like him on the show.
I do not like to hear him crow.
I do not care about his dough.
I do not like that old Satchmo.
I just wish that he would go!

You do not like him, so you say.
But listen, listen, and you may!

If you will let me be,
I WILL listen and YOU will see.

Say! I like the TK Man!
He is just like me!
I like stuff for free.
I like that mon-kee,
And I hate what’s crap-BEEP.
Thank you, old bald-ee.
So much laughs, I pee!

The End.

(Sigh) But I must tell you, little one, that the TK Man never lived happily ever after
Because he was always kvetching about something.