Here he is our little Bundle of joy
 We did it honey it's a baby boy
 We'll love him and raise him, till he finally leaves us
 What should we name him?
 How about Adolf

 Little Adolf.

 He's growing up, like little boys do
 He's grown a mustache and he's only two
 He's a pyrotechnic and he loves to play with knives
 And our little buddy gives the weirdest high fives

 Little Adolf
 Little Adolf
 Little Adolf
 Little Adolf

 He's a dictator tot
 Dictator tot

 He gets a little bit angry, but he's smart as [bad word]  And who taught him how to speak German so well?
 He doesn't like milk soda hurts his head
 I tried to give him juice, this is what he said:

 "I hate juice, OK?"
 "Ok, Hitler please drink your juice, I'm tired, I want to go to bed."
 "Just, you know what? Get the juice out of here, out of this house, out of this country now."
 "Hitler get the j... what do you want me to do with?" "Put the juice in camps and seperate them."
 "Seperate juice? Hitler what you want me to do?, Seperate them by flavor?, By like concentration?"
 "Concentration ehh?"

 Little Adolf
 He's a dictator tot.