There's a brat that we all know
His name is Pauvre Petit Toto
Learn of him in French class
And we all want to pass
But this kid is just so annoying

He puts his hands in the milk
And he went and ripped up all the silk
Throws up in the lampshade
And i don't know what he made
In the blender i don't recognize

Every time he's misbehaving
We want him just to go away
We're waiting for that moment when we
Finish french class, Oh yay

Finger in
Sewing machine
Toaster oven cooking my jeans
Hits people with weed whacker
Then paints them with lacquer
And he laughs and says that
They look better

Curling iron used on bed
And anvils thrown on heads
Coffee machine explodes
And i don't want to know
Just what he might get up to next

Every time we open the book we
Wish Toto would go away
No he is not unfortunate he
Makes the horses sneeze from hay

Every time he teases the cat
We tire of him every day
Maybe he will get his just desserts
Might be wishful thinking, eh

Let's play lots of pranks on him then
Send on a boat to Norway
And then we'll all say good riddance
He will be news from yesterday