Betty Botter bought some butter,. "But," she said, "the butter's bitter;. If I put it in my batter,. It will make my batter bitter;. But a bit of better butter,.
In winter I get up at night,. And dress by yellow candle light.. In summer quite the other way,. I have to go to bed by day,. To go to bed by day,. To go to bed by day..
It never was that simple, the feelings in my head. To try to rearrange the things that I have done and said. It never was that easy, trying to contend with the anger.
Ha Yup Yeah Yup Yeah Yup Yeah. . Uh Huh Uh Huh Chuckachk Whoa. . ABCDEFG. HIJK to the M. boppers tried to sue me. chingo what you did to them. LMNONOP.
Beautiful dreamer,. Wake unto me. Starlight and dewdrops. Are awaiting thee. . Sounds of the rude world. Heard in the day. Led by the moonlight. Have all passed away.
Picture talking with your friends without a conversation. Picture walking with yourself without a complication. . I know, I know, you're running from me, I know, I know.
Oh, you beautiful bumblebee!. Don't go buzzin' yourself at me!. There's no honey inside my head;. Go and buzz at a flow'r instead.. Oh, you beautiful bumblebee!.
Aagh no, what do you think I'll do now?. In front of me, right in my face. You just tore it up and threw it out. . I know, that you wasted time on me.
Beanbag, beanbag. Play a game of beanbag!. Toss it first to Laura Lee,. Then to Jenny, then to me.. Beanbag, beanbag,. Play a game of beanbag!.
Near my place, through the forest and the wood chopped. You can see everything from a fenced-off hill top. From rolling hills through soaking gills. From the gravel path to the chimney's wrath.
I know that your powers of retention. Are as wet as a warthog's backside. But thick as you are, pay attention. My words are a matter of pride. . It's clear from your vacant expressions.
You know I can't believe. You're just going to stand and watch them bleed. Plummeting to the depths of your foolish, bold concept. . I've seen you before with good ideas.
Be kind to your web-footed friends,. For a duck may be somebody's mother,. Be kind to your friends in the swamp. Where the weather is always damp,. You may think that this is the end..
Barber, barber shave a pig. How many hairs to make a wig?. Four and twenty, that's enough. To give the barber a pinch of snuff. . Barber you think you're doin' fine.
You look like you've got something to say. It must be bad if you've come all this way. . But I don't wanna hear it I've got guilty deafness. I couldn't take all that from you.
Fly away, Birdie, oh!. Bring something home. To my Baby-Bo;. Bring her a feather. And bring her a song,. Soothe her with music. The whole day long.
Sprinkle patterns in your daydreams. The world seems so much brighter. You've only seen them once or twice. But you wonder what's inside them. . Your dream could come true.
Here is baby's storybook,. (Palms together, like in prayer). . Opening up wide.. ('Open' the book, palms facing upward,. with pinkies touching each other).
I had a dream last night, I remember I had a daughter. But I was scared to leave you alone all day with her. I know what you're thinking, it's a bit too harsh to come from me.
When are you gonna find the time to take a look around. To find the things that make you smile, the things that bring you down. . You can tell by the way you're drinking that it's not just a passing thirst.