Freud's youngest patient
Little Hans little Hans what do you see
The worlds is full of big surprises
Little Hans little Hans what can they be
They come in many shapes and sizes
Little boys always love to play
But something is not quite right
Little Hans won't come out today
He's scared of a horse that might bite
Little Hans, little Hans how can it be
Your thoughts are filled with such confusion
Little Hans, little Hans when will you see
You're barking up the wrong conclusion
Professor man asks him oh so nicely
Why will you not come out
Little Hans tells him most politely
What he is thinking about
A ride in a tram, a lily white lamb, raspberry jam
Little Hans little Hans where will you go
The world is full of compromises
Little Hans little Hans how will you know
They come in many strange disguises
Professor man shakes his head and wonders
How will he work it out
Little Hans tells him quite precisely
What he's been dreaming about
I jump in the bath, I make myself laugh
I ride a giraffe
Little Hans little Hans I found a clue
I think I've made the right connection
Little Hans little Hans all I can do
Is give a common-sense injection
Little boys grow up just like daddy
Professor man has no doubt
Little Hans goes to sleep and wonders
What he was talking about
Song copyright 1990 The Freudiana Music Company Limited
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