| Gump sat alone on a bench in the park
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| «My name is Forrest,» he’d casually remark
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| Waiting for the bus with his hands in his pockets
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| He just kept saying life is like a box of chocolates
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| He’s Gump, He’s Gump
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| What’s in his head?
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| He’s Gump, He’s Gump, He’s Gump
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| Is he inbred?
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| Gump was a big celebrity
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| He told JFK that he really had to pee
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| He never feels too dumb because
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| His mom always told him stupid is as stupid does
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| He’s Gump, He’s Gump
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| He’s kinda square
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| He’s Gump, He’s Gump, He’s Gump
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| What’s with that hair?
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| Run… run… run, run, now Forrest
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| Run… run… run like the wind now
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| Run… run… run, run, now Forrest
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| Run… stop!
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| His buddy Bubba was a shrimp-loving man
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| His friend with no legs he called Lieutenant Dan
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| His girlfriend Jenny was kind of a slut
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| He went to the White House, showed LBJ his butt
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| He’s Gump, He’s Gump
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| He’s not too bright
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| He’s Gump, He’s Gump, He’s Gump
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| But he’s alright
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| Is this Gump out of his head?
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| I think so
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| Is this Gump really brain dead?
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| I think so
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| Did this Gump make lots of bread?
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| I think so
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| And that’s all I have to say about that |