Phineas & Ferb My Goody Two-Shoes Brother lyrics

I bear lots of animosity to bellhops
They never bring my luggage up on time
And taxi drivers really tax my patience
If they vanished, would it really be a crime?

I don't like meter maids or underwater welders
Health fanatic cooks or camera crews
Not fond of monks or yoga teachers or sports fans in the bleachers
And I'm not sure how I'm feeling about you

There are lots of horrid people on this planet

That I would love to give a lashing to
But my goody-two-shoes brother, the favorite of my mother
Is the one I want to smother in a ton of pigeon goo

Yes, my goody-two-shoes brother, the favorite of my mother
Is the one I want to smother
Thank you, sir, I'll have another
He's the one I want to smother in a ton of pigeon goo