Brian the babe they called Brian He grew, grew, grew and grew Grew up to be, yes he grew up to be A boy called Brian, a boy called Brian He had arms and legs and hands and feet This boy, his name was Brian And he grew, grew, grew and grew Grew up to be, yes he grew up to be A teenager called Brian, a teenager called Brian And his face became spotty, yes his face became spotty And his voice dropped down low and things started to grow On young Brian, I am sure He was certainly no, no girl named Brian Not a girl named Brian ♪ And he started to shave And have one of the wrist And want to see girls And go out and get pissed A man called Brian, this man called Brian The man they call Brian This man called Brian