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Here he is, our little bundle of joy,
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We did it honey, it's a baby boy.
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We'll love him and raise him, 'til he finally leaves us,
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What should we name him? How about Adolf?
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Little Adolf.
Verse 2: G C Em D
He's growing up, like little boys do,
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He's grown a mustache and he's only two.
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He's a pyrotechnic and he loves to play with knives,
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And our little buddy gives the weirdest high fives.
Chorus 1: G C Em D G C Em D
Little Adolf, Little Adolf,
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Little Adolf, Little Adolf,
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He's a dictator tot,
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Dictator-tot.
Verse 3: G C Em D
He gets a little bit angry, but he's smart as hell,
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And who taught him how to speak German so well?
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He doesn't like milk, soda hurts his head,
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I tried to give him juice, this is what he said:
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