Where he can drink grape juice all day if he wants
It might be cute
But not for a grown up
He washes his hands in a water bubbler
He made his camp under a slide
He likes to hear the kids yell as they slide down
It’s how he gets his sleep
He waves his arms and rants and cranks butts
And tells all the kids to never change
Just keep it kinda clean
If those baby teeth don’t grow
You could always pout and scream anyway
If that puss don’t squirt from your gums
You could always out the teat you scathe
He wakes up in a sandbox
Hits the hose and calls his folks
He tries to keeping it clean
If those baby teeth don’t grow
You could always pout and scream anyway
If that puss don’t squirt from your gums
You could always out that teat you scathe
He lives on a playground Where he can drink grape juice all day if he wants It might be cute But not for a grown up He washes his hands in a water bubbler He made his camp under a slide He likes to hear the kids yell as they slide down It’s how he gets his sleep He waves his arms and rants and cranks butts And tells all the kids to never change Just keep it kinda clean If those baby teeth don’t grow You could always pout and scream anyway If that puss don’t squirt from your gums You could always out the teat you scathe He wakes up in a sandbox Hits the hose and calls his folks He tries to keeping it clean If those baby teeth don’t grow You could always pout and scream anyway If that puss don’t squirt from your gums You could always out that teat you scathe Explain Request ×
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