Brian...the babe they called Brian, Grew up to be, Grew...grew, grew and grew, Grew up to be, A boy called Brian, This boy whose name was Brian, He had arms, and legs, and hands, and feet A boy called Brian. And he grew, grew, grew and grew, Grew up to be, Yes he grew up to be, A teenager called Brian, A teenager called Brian. Yes his face became spotty, And his face became spotty And things started to grow, And his voice dropped down low, On young Brian and so, No girl named Brian, He was certainly no, And he started to shave, Not a girl named Brian. And want to see girls, And have one off the wrist, And go out and get pissed A man called Brian. This man called Brian. The man they called Brian. This man called Brian.