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M.O.U.S.E.
I don’t see a single shingle from when my roof blew off last night
As I was sleeping peacefully all snuggled up real tight
I don’t see my toaster oven or that pesky little mouse
But now I’ve got myself a fancy, convertible house
It all started when I was 3 sittin’ there having lunch
It couldn’t have been just one mouse; it had to be a bunch
Gettin’ rid of all those mice took 25 years
But now that one last mouse is gone I’ll be shedding no tears
He said he was a famous mouse- had an amusement park
But all I saw was that his bite was worse than his bark
I tried every mouse trap made- even one that was sticky
That mouse told me his name one time- I think his name was …Ricky
But as I share this story, I’m feeling kind of sad
I guess when I think about it that mouse wasn’t too bad
The songs were kind of nice that he would sing to me
My favorite one ended with… MOUSE
Written by Bruce Fite © 2004 – Brush Your Tooth Records
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