This mailbox is mine.

And this triagonal sign.

That blue balloon,

The month of June

They’re mine, mine, mine, mine, mine!


Ziggy’s sweets are mine.

That birdie’s tweets are mine!

The city streets,

The both of your feet

They’re all emphatically mine!



It all belongs to me…

Everything that I see.

North, south, east and west,

I caress it, ’cause I possess it,

I’m Stingy and it’s miiiiiine!!!



And this instrumental break is also, mine. *snickering*


The floor and ceiling are mine.

All your feelings are mine!

You always knew it,

That’s all there is to it!

It’s mine, mine, mine, mine, mine!


That’s what I said,

It’s mine!