Chorus:
He's a Hobbit
And he's O.K.
He sleeps all night
And he eats all day.

I brush my toes
I eat my lunch
I go to Rivendell
On Wednesdays I see Gandalf
And have buttered scones for tea.

Elves:
He brush his toes
He eats his lunch
He goes to Rivendell
On Wednesdays he sees Gandalf
And has buttered scones for tea.

Chorus:
He's a Hobbit
And he's O.K.
He sleeps all night
And he eats all day.

I brush my toes
I smoke my pipe
I like to see the Elves
I put on dwarves' clothing
And hang around in bars.

Elves:
He cuts down trees
He smokes his pipe
He likes to see the Elves
He puts on dwarves' clothing
And hangs around in bars?

Chorus:
He's a Hobbit
And he's O.K.
He sleeps all night
And he eats all day.

I brush my toes
I wear elven girdles
Suspendies and a bra
I wish I'd been an elfmaid
Just like my dear pappa.

Elves:
He brush his toes
He wears elven girdles?
Suspendies... and a bra?

...He's a Hobbit
And he's O K A Y
He sleeps all night
And he eats all day.

...He's a Hobbit
And he's O K A Y
He sleeps all night
And he eats all day.
 

Tenderfoot, with a little help from Monty Python