AFTERMATH
MOMMA HAS THE CANE
MOMMA HAS THE CANE
PAPPA GOT THE BUMPS
Mamma has no shame.
When she has her cane
Poppa is bad he likes to bug.
When all she wants is just a hug
Poppa always teases her about anything.
So many stories to be told where do I begin.
In public he whistled at her one day
He had a doggy treat in hand, then ran away.
She chased him with her cane, waving it around.
Then tackled him to the ground.
Like little school kids laughing all the time
Honest these two are not mine
Worst riding a toy horse in the store
Oh God, beatings with that cane he wants more
When I see her running and laughing with that cane
To be honest I try and hide, she looks a bit insane.
It is embarrassing in public with these two
What is a poor kid like me suppose to do?
I want to run and hide.
But to get home I need the ride
MAMMA HAS THE CANE
POPPA GOT THE BUMPS
PAPPA GOT THE BUMPS
Mamma has no shame.
When she has her cane
Poppa is bad he likes to bug.
When all she wants is just a hug
Poppa always teases her about anything.
So many stories to be told where do I begin.
In public he whistled at her one day
He had a doggy treat in hand, then ran away.
She chased him with her cane, waving it around.
Then tackled him to the ground.
Like little school kids laughing all the time
Honest these two are not mine
Worst riding a toy horse in the store
Oh God, beatings with that cane he wants more
When I see her running and laughing with that cane
To be honest I try and hide, she looks a bit insane.
It is embarrassing in public with these two
What is a poor kid like me suppose to do?
I want to run and hide.
But to get home I need the ride
MAMMA HAS THE CANE
POPPA GOT THE BUMPS
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