There’s a sound that you heard, very small, like a bird

You would say it went “glump” if there were such a word

Then you look, and you see at the end of your foot

There’s a schlumpity, schloppity sort of a root

Or you kick and the floor seems to take a slight flop

Like a hiccup might make if it tripped on a mop

And you look, and you see, where you thought you’d see shoes,

Something droop-flap-a-slap and you wonder, “What? Whose?!”

You’ve got Dr. Seuss Feet, you’ve got Dr. Seuss Feet,

Now your toes are all floppy when you’re hopping down Mulberry Street

You’ve got Dr. Seuss Feet, you’ve got truly loose Feet,

And your toes are all floppy when you’re hopping down Mulberry Street

Simply tug on your socks ‘till they come off by half

But still snug in the middle, then try not to laugh

As you peel from your heel any bits that still cling

And with high-stepping step, stomp around as you sing

You’ve got Dr. Seuss Feet, you’ve got Dr. Seuss Feet,

And your toes are all floppy when you’re hopping down Mulberry Street

You’ve got Dr. Seuss Feet, you’ve got loosey-goose feet

And your toes are all floppy when you’re hopping down Mulberry Street

You’ve got Dr. Seuss Feet, you’ve got Dr. Seuss Feet,

And your toes are all floppy when you’re hopping down Mulberry Street

You’ve got Dr. Seuss Feet, you’ve got really süss feet

And your toes are all floppy when you’re hopping down Mulberry Street