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Our House
Don’t come to my house
Thinking everything’s in order
Cause it just might happen
That you’d sit on a quarter.
Don’t expect the kids
To play quietly alone
We can sit uninterrupted
When all my kids are grown.
Don’t think you’ll get
To take a relaxing nap
In a matter of time
Toys will be on your lap.
Don’t think you’ll eat in peace
But I’d gladly fix you a meal
Every time we’re at the table
Someone can’t sit still.
Our home is full of children
If still interested come anytime
My door is always open
Unless it is bedtime!
April 29, 2005
Don’t come to my house
Thinking everything’s in order
Cause it just might happen
That you’d sit on a quarter.
Don’t expect the kids
To play quietly alone
We can sit uninterrupted
When all my kids are grown.
Don’t think you’ll get
To take a relaxing nap
In a matter of time
Toys will be on your lap.
Don’t think you’ll eat in peace
But I’d gladly fix you a meal
Every time we’re at the table
Someone can’t sit still.
Our home is full of children
If still interested come anytime
My door is always open
Unless it is bedtime!
April 29, 2005
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