Thru hoops I jump both day and night
You say how high, I say alright
On and on I'm in a spin
All this work must be a sin
What's this thing you've hung me in?
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I dig for worms, plant fields of corn
My hair is squiggled, you blow the horn
Go fetch my Pepsi and buy me cheese
Bathe the dog, poor thing has fleas
Oh let me rest, I beg you please
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Repair the roof, get up there now
It's almost time to fix my chow
I've things to do, like watch football
Go get my paper it's in the hall
I must rest, you patch the wall
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For heavens sake, what's wrong with you?
You ain't got that much to do
Now hurry up and shift your gears
If I'm to keep you a few more years
And wipe those useless, silly tears
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