Why don't you push my bladder till it's empty
Now rinse some lather, rinse some lather, yeah
Why don't you fry and make it, make it crunchy
The pitter-patter shower curtain sings
Wake up to the morning,
my little family of six
Wake up, it's alarming
To find this place where happiness exists
Why don't I mix this batter, make it worthy
It seems a little harder than you think
I hear the water boiling, kettle shrinking
So late for work and someone feed the fish
Wake up to the morning,
my little family with kids
Wake up to the alarm's ring
To find this place where happiness exists

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