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SHOULD HAVE STAYED IN BED !
Did you ever have a most terrible day ?
A day when really you should have stayed in bed ?
One when nothing was going your way ?
A day you wondered where your life was being lead ?
Got out of the bed and tripped over a shoe,
got up, went to the kitchen to brew, a hot cup of coffee,
reached down to pet the dog, but she bit me black and blue,
Even my little Kitty Cat was acting kind of bossy.
What's wrong with this day, or for that matter with me,
hope the rest of the day I survive, it's only 30 minutes long,
if I walk real carefully, and drive to the doctor to see,
that puncture wound on my hand, that bite from King Kong.
Coming out of the house, a friend ran up to me,
she was sobbing and to me, she was looking kind of funny,
“saying I backed into your car, come right outside and see.”
by then I couldn't hold it, and tears started running.
So I held my breath and looking aloft,
I asked the Good Lord; “today, why me ?”
and He answered in a voice so kind and so soft,
“there are days when we must let the devil go free”
Then a booming voice way down below, so mean and so gruff,
said: “your goody two shoes attitude, is so prim and so fine,
but today I'm in control, and I am doing my stuff,
You just piss me off !, so I'm giving YOU a hard time.”
Did you ever have a most terrible day ?
A day when really you should have stayed in bed ?
One when nothing was going your way ?
A day you wondered where your life was being lead ?
Got out of the bed and tripped over a shoe,
got up, went to the kitchen to brew, a hot cup of coffee,
reached down to pet the dog, but she bit me black and blue,
Even my little Kitty Cat was acting kind of bossy.
What's wrong with this day, or for that matter with me,
hope the rest of the day I survive, it's only 30 minutes long,
if I walk real carefully, and drive to the doctor to see,
that puncture wound on my hand, that bite from King Kong.
Coming out of the house, a friend ran up to me,
she was sobbing and to me, she was looking kind of funny,
“saying I backed into your car, come right outside and see.”
by then I couldn't hold it, and tears started running.
So I held my breath and looking aloft,
I asked the Good Lord; “today, why me ?”
and He answered in a voice so kind and so soft,
“there are days when we must let the devil go free”
Then a booming voice way down below, so mean and so gruff,
said: “your goody two shoes attitude, is so prim and so fine,
but today I'm in control, and I am doing my stuff,
You just piss me off !, so I'm giving YOU a hard time.”
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