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Tytuł: Four Years Old

  • Wykonawca: Adam Sandler
  • Wy¶wietleń: 477
Hey
  Why'd you wake me from my nap?
  I'm not in the mood
  To play your games
  Or sit on your lap
  
  You
  Where's my Yankees drinking glass?
  I want some juice
  And I want it now
  So you better move your ass
  And feel bad for me
  'Cuz I'm just getting over a cold
  
  I'm four years old!
  I'm four years old!
  I'm four years old!
  Somebody better tie my shoes!
  
  Now
  I run down the hall
  I scream and I yell
  And I cry 'cuz I fell
  Bring the rubbing alcohol
  
  Outside
  I get mud on my shoe
  I come back in the house
  I get it on the rug
  The cleanging's up to you
  And I won't take a bath
  Unless you make me Spaghetti-O's
  
  I'm four years old!
  I'm four years old!
  I'm four years old!
  Mommy reads to me at night
  Charlie and the Chocolate Factory
  
  Well
  I can't have a job
  And I can't go to school
  If no grownups are around
  I can't go near the pool
  I'm not alowed to climb
  My neighbor's apple tree
  I'm not allowed to sit
  Too close to the TV
  I don't know how to drive
  And I don't know how to spell
  But if I hear my brother cursing
  I do know how to tell
  'Cuz he made me eat some bread
  That was covered in mold
  
  I'm four years old!
  I'm four years old!
  I'm four years old!
  I just threw up on my grandmother