You know
They call me Mister Know-It-All
I will not compromise
I will not be told what to do
I shall not step aside
They call me Mister Know-It-All
I have no time to waste
My mouth excused for intellect
And I've such elegant taste
They call me Mister Know-It-All
I sup the aged wine
Oh, I could tell so endless tales
If I should find the time
Well, I must be Mister Know-It-All
Ideas, they come in bounds
Oh, I am Mister Know-It-All
And I spread the word around
They call me Mister Know-It-All
I am so eloquent
Perfection is my middle name
And whatever rhymes with eloquent
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