Brainiacs Daughter 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