Albert is smart, he's a genius
Watch Albert putter, an obvious genius
Someday he will reassess the world
And he'll still have time for lots of girls
When he grows up he'll remember us
When he grows up we are sure that he'll remember us
We made sure that Albert wore his mac
We kept all the strangers off his back
Go away
Everything's relative
Go away, Albert's mother did say to me
We are his relatives and he don't need any non-relatives
Talent is an asset
You've got to understand that
Talent is an asset
And little Albert has it
Talent is an asset
And Albert surely has it
One day he'll sever his apron strings
All of the while he'll be scribbling things, genius things
Look at Albert, isn't he a sight
Growing, growing at the speed of light
Go away
Everything's relative
Go away, Albert's mother did say to me
We are his relatives and he don't need any non-relatives
Talent is an asset
And little Albert has it
Go away, go away ....
Talent is relative
That's hypothetical
We are his relatives
That's parenthetical
Spare your superlatives
There's the receptacle
There's the receptacle
Leave Albert's study room
Leave Albert's happy room
Leave Albert's neighbourhood
Leave Albert's city, too
Leave Albert's country seat
Leave Albert's country
Leave Albert's continent
Leave Albert's hemisphere
Leave Albert's planet, too
Leave Albert's universe
No one must see him now
Only the medical
No one must downgrade him
Don't be too cynical
Don't be too critical
Cancel the magazines
They're much too political
Don't buy him any jeans
They're much to casual
Talent is relative
That's parenthetical
We are his relatives
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