Post by Don J. Ott on Dec 29, 2008 20:58:35 GMT -5
Duce
The last time I got in trouble I cant recall the crime
but mother had to lecture me like every other time.
She was goin’ on and on bout’ the stupid thing I did
Apparently she forgot what it’s like to be a kid
Uh oh! I had this feelin commin on. The timing is so wrong!
And from the pressure in my belly I know it wont be long…
I think I gotta poop, I’m gonna drop a duce
Mother won’t believe me, she’ll have me in a noose!
Can’t we call a truce, before I drop a duce
Mother won’t believe me I’ll end up in a noose!
What’s the use?
I really don’t wanna say the thing that happened next
I cut a fart that wasn’t loud but the smell had it’s effects
Mother could not believe the thing her little boy had done
I cut a fart as if to say “I think this lecture’s fun”.
I still couldn’t bring myself to tell her what was wrong
And I could tell from the look on her face that this lecture wasn‘t done….
I think I gotta poop, I’m gonna drop a duce
Mother won’t believe me she’ll have me in a noose!
Can’t we call a truce, before I drop a duce
Mother won’t believe me, I’ll end up in a noose!
What’s the use?
Mother sat me down and she told me not to move
“Mocking me with a fart wasn’t very smooth”
If you think it started off as bad what happened next was worse
When mother wasn’t looking I pooped all in her purse.
I diddn't feel I had much choice since she told me not to move
but when she went to get her keys my life I thought I'd lose...
The last time I got in trouble I cant recall the crime
but mother had to lecture me like every other time.
She was goin’ on and on bout’ the stupid thing I did
Apparently she forgot what it’s like to be a kid
Uh oh! I had this feelin commin on. The timing is so wrong!
And from the pressure in my belly I know it wont be long…
I think I gotta poop, I’m gonna drop a duce
Mother won’t believe me, she’ll have me in a noose!
Can’t we call a truce, before I drop a duce
Mother won’t believe me I’ll end up in a noose!
What’s the use?
I really don’t wanna say the thing that happened next
I cut a fart that wasn’t loud but the smell had it’s effects
Mother could not believe the thing her little boy had done
I cut a fart as if to say “I think this lecture’s fun”.
I still couldn’t bring myself to tell her what was wrong
And I could tell from the look on her face that this lecture wasn‘t done….
I think I gotta poop, I’m gonna drop a duce
Mother won’t believe me she’ll have me in a noose!
Can’t we call a truce, before I drop a duce
Mother won’t believe me, I’ll end up in a noose!
What’s the use?
Mother sat me down and she told me not to move
“Mocking me with a fart wasn’t very smooth”
If you think it started off as bad what happened next was worse
When mother wasn’t looking I pooped all in her purse.
I diddn't feel I had much choice since she told me not to move
but when she went to get her keys my life I thought I'd lose...