My name is Brody, and I'm seven months old.
My Mama tells me that I have a heart of gold.
I see it in my reach, and my motto is so bold:
"I'll bite it! Just bite it!"

Mama run! You better do what you can!
´Cuz on the bottom shelf I see a Lego man!
It's mine, and I'm tough! Better do what you can!
I'll bite it!! Just bite it!

Just bite it! Bite it! Bite it! Bite it!
No sense, with two teeth, to fight it!
Things my hands capture, I drown in my drool.
Paper is tasty! Plastic is cool!
Just bite it! Bite it! Just bite it! Bite it!
Just bite it! Bite it! Just bite it! Bite  it!

Ma's out to get it! Better take while I can!
She yells her baby boy can't eat a Lego man!
I wanna drool him down. Better do what I can!
I'll bite it! Just bite it!

Mama's runnin´ now and really looks scared.
Lego Man still looks good...don't know if I should dare?
She grabs it! Then she hides it!
But I've now got her hair...
I'll bite it! Just bite it!
Just bite it! Bite it! Bite it! Bite it! Bite it! etc...

Hi! My name is Brody Cornell.
My birthday is Sept. 6, 1996.
I'm learning to crawl now,
and can stand by myself for an
entire 10 seconds! "B" things are
best: breastmilk, bananas, balls,
bathtime, brother's jokes, big
sister's hair, going "bye-bye" in
the "brmm-brmm," blocks,
butter cookies, blankies, my baby björn carrier, babbling on the phone, bubbles, balloons,
big kisses from Mama,
big cuddles from Papa,
and biting!
A big baby boy bye-bye to you from Brody´s Bungalow