by Bobby Troup
Triskaidekaphobia
I got Triskaidekaphobia
And Triskaidekaphobia
Has got me
I open doors for claustrophobia
And I wear glasses for myopia
But Triskaidekaphobia
Won't set me free
Now One two three
They don't bother me
And neither do four five six and seven
But I can't reveal
The way that I feel
When I hear the number
That's two plus eleven
I'd be livin' in Utopia
In a glorious Utopia
If Triskaidekaphobia
Sets me free
* repeat
(as recorded on RCA Victor by the Page Cavanaugh Trio)
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