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Sitting on my Butt


Sitting on my Butt

Well here I am sitting on my butt, and what a bore,
Yep, there's nothing to do but look at the floor,
Or maybe gaze out the window and watch it snow.
Gee just look at that stuff, look at it blow.

I sure would like to play outside,
Oh yeah, I've asked, begged, even cried,
But all mom says is, "No, it's way too cold".
And this staying inside is getting awfully old.

Oh, I'd go out anyway, but that wouldn't be gainful,
And a swat on the butt can be awfully painful,
Especially when all I've got to do,
is sit on my butt the whole day through.







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