Made me a suit of bricks and mortar
 And a matching stove pipe hat, oh yes
 Brainiacs Daughter
 Took me on a sleigh ride underwater
 And I'm crazy for girls like that
 Oh yes Sir, yes Sir
 Three bags full Sir
 All across the land the bells ring out
 It's night, sun shines bright
 So I reach to hold her frozen hand in flight
 As we alight in the bottle city of Kandor
 Brainiacs Daughter
 Talks like a Daily Planet Reporter
 Sitting cross legged there on the mat, oh yes
 Brainiacs Daughter
 Swallowed the pocket watch I bought her
 And I'm crazy for girls like that
 Oh yes Sir, Yes Sir
 All fall down Sir
 And I love the lights that blink on and off
 All around her head
 And I love the clothes that she tries on and off
 Landing on the bed
 Yes Sir, Yes Sir
 Three bags full Sir