in all its mighty glory

You got the heart first time

I just guessed

ᴀʀᴄʜɪᴠɪɴɢ ꜱʜɪɴʏ ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛ

Tiny body, big head

I got a jiggly body

Mind blown

Brick to the face

threw it out. So I'm just a terrible person

You were dying from a little bit of spice

Touch it, touch the fiddle

ᴀʀᴄʜɪᴠɪɴɢ ꜱʜɪɴʏ ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛ

I can make a pie

two cents every hour

He's not good looking

I don't care that you had six kids