Chorus: MotionTilting through the town,
Always wobble, but don't fall down.
Weeble Men's balance is off,
Always try to be straight, don't try to scoff.

From here on out, we won't need a Lifeline,
(Romper Room, A B C & y) and zero F,
After all, who needs feet? Na,
Our movements makes us discreet,
And so will yours, soon you'll literally hop out of your seat.

Extra verse: We'll need to hold each other so we won't get hurt as we sway,
We don't have to put on these odd lower clothes called "pants" or "socks" anyway,
Of course, all of us will have a really round lower body, it's true,
But each one is as hard as a rock, luckily, with a plastic residue, oh!

Chorus
(Romper Room, Ro-Ro-Ro-Ro-Romper Room)
As the song continued, somehow the off beat chairs actually became more comfortable. The girls were too distracted to notice that their bodies were changing: Their hips got bigger to the point of sucking away their legs, all their shoes audibly popped off & their bottom parts closed up to a round state.

You won't have any stubbed parts or ingrown toenails,
(ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow)
And you'll could get sick as we shake and move and wiggle, wherever you go,
But you won't have to suffer all by yourself or get sold on eBay or stand on a dusty shelf.
Extra verse
Chorus

Yo, check this out, sometime in 1971, these guys down at Playskool wanted to create something new and fun, they got tired of toys that always fell, but their product stays on its bottom & that's just swell, when released in the Romper Room, no item was scorned and just like that, our kind (represent) the Weeble was born. Let's see some wobbling!

A-weeble, wobble, a-weeble wobble, da, da, da, a-weeble, wobble 2x

The audience did so and started shaking. In time, it felt like they've always been like this & the very thought that having long bindings known as "legs" looked disgusting. During the wiggles, each pair of their chests shrunk down completely, like a real female weeble needs them unless printed, their torsos except their arms resembled some kind of wonky egg which they were usually contempt with all their lives & their clothes looked like they painted on, so smooth. In summation, the performers with the same body type finished their song.

Chorus

(Romper Room, Ro-Ro-Ro-Ro...)

Audience member 6: Wow, they were amazing. Wait, what are those things made of rubber and cloth?
Audience member 8: I have no idea, but they're merging & bubbling together. Ooh, it's just my green bow hair clasp. I must have dropped it.
Audience member 6: I'll get it. Wh-whoa, bending over is always a hassle. Ah! There, here you go.
Audience member 8: Thanks. {giggle}

(Romper Room, A B C & y)