Verse: E7 Here on Fibber Island. B We strum rubber guitars. A Our friends live on Mars. E7 And we sew Buttons on our cars. E7 Here on Fibber Island. B Our house is made of pie A Our dog is two miles wide. E7 And all he talks about is pie. Chorus: E7 E7 Here on Fibber Island. E7 E7 We swim on the ground E7 E7 Wheels are square, not round E7 E7 We eat chocolate by the pound. Verse: Here on Fibber Island No one sings along We just ride Giraffes And wear bicycles for hats To get to Fibber Island You just close your eyes Start fibbing in your mind And see what you can find Chorus: Here on Fibber Island We hide mittens in our hair You might need to stare To see the mitters in our hair Verse: Come to Fibber Island And strum rubber guitars Meet our friends from Mars And sew buttons on our cars
