text: Veik I Leikfang
  Ve-e-eik I Leikfa-ang
  Sick for toys, sick sick for toys
  This girl I know shes sick for toys, sick for toys
  She needs a new toy, a brand new toy
  Shes tired of her old toys
  Shes got a big house
  Full of old toys
  What can she do?
  She needs a new toy
  :
  Sick sick sick for toys!
  Sick sick sick for toys!
  She is sick, sick for toys!
  Sick for toys, sick sick for toys
  She disposes of her old toys
  She badly needs a new toy
  And in a small garden she finds a small boy
  She smiles, shes happy she found her new toy a small boy
  Shes sick for toy, she needs a new toy
  To watch her comb her hair, comb all of her hair
  :
  Sick sick sick for toys!
  Sick sick sick for toys!
  She is sick, sick for toys!
  She is sick, sick for toys!
  She really is, sick for toys!
  Sick for toys, sick sick for toys
  This girl I know found a new toy
  A boy she used him to watch her comb hair
  Day in day out, night in night out
  She really was sick for toys
  In the end she fell asleep
  The boy cut off her hair, all of her hair
  She was bald, she might not now be sick for toys!