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Wednesday, June 29, 2011

CD #7 Lyrics

WHEN WILL WE GET THERE?
When will we get there? When will we get there?
When will we get there? We want to know.
Hurray we're here! Hurray we're here!
Hurray we're here! When can we go?

LOLLIPOP DOC
I was feeling pretty bad, my tummy and my head..
My doctor, she looked down my throat,
Said , “Son/Girl best get in bed!”
I said, “Okie Dokie,
You know best 'cos you're the doc
But before I go I'd like to know
Hey, where's my lollipop?!”

I got a lollipop doc, a lollipop doc,
I got a lollipop doc, a lollipop doc
I got a lollipop doc, a lollipop doc,
I got a lollipop doc and I like her a lot!

I was feeling pretty bad, my tummy and my head..
My doctor took my temperature,
Said, “Son/Girl best get in bed!”
I said, Okie Dokie,
You know best 'cos you're the doc
But before I go I'd like to know
Hey where's my lollipop?!”

STICKY MICKEY
I got a hug from Mickey,
But yuck! Was Mickey sticky!
His nose, his hands, his ears, his hair,
He/she was sticky everywhere!
I thought I smelled a gummy bear
And just a hint of licorice
But Mickey only giggled and said
Aren't my hugs delicious!

MELTDOWN
I'm cool, I'm calm, I'm happy as a clam
I am, I am, I am, I am, I am, I am, I am
I'm loose as a goose, and silly as a clown
But now I think it's time for my little…
Meltdown!

I LIKE YOUR TOYS
I like your toys I really do,
I like your jigglypuff and pikachu
I like your beanie babies too
They're all so soft and shiny new
But mostly I really like you
And I'm coming over!

I like your toys, I really does
I like your Woody and your Buzz
I like your slime ball all covered in fuzz
From when we rolled it ‘round the rug
But mostly I like you just because
And I'm coming over!

MY SONG
I can do anything; listen while I sing a song
I hear the music inside and I sing along
A la-la-la here and a do-do-do there
It's silly as beans, but I don't even care
It's my song

I can do anything; listen while I sing a song
Sometimes I just make it up as I go along
A la-la-la here and a do-do-do there
It's silly as beans, but I don't even care
It's my song

SWING TOWN
There's a beat down on the street
That really swings
Not far away the congas play and sirens sing
Listen there is music all around
All day all night in this swingin' town

There's a vibe you can't deny it's really hot
A subway sax, the corner cats
Sing shoo, shoo, shoo, do-wop
Listen there is music all around
All day all night in this swingin' town
This swingin' town.

SLO MO JOE
Slow Mo Joe was kind of slow you know-o-o
He didn't have very much get up and go-o
Then he ate ten Twinkies
And some ice cream and Oreos
And Slow Mo Joe was slow no mo'

He started jumpin' up and down
Then he was runnin' all around
He was freakin' out, having a blast,
Then Slow Mo Joe just kinda crashed!

ME AND MY DAD
Just walking along, walking hand in hand
Just me and my Dad, on a beautiful day
Chit chatting away, about any old thing
'Cause me and my Dad, we are the best of friends.

Walking, walking down the street
Riding way up high on my daddy seat
Chit chatting away, all the day
I hope it never ends
'Cause me and my Dad, we are the best of friends.

TANGO
I do a funny little dance like this/like so
It's really easy you just twist/dip down low
And then you jump up and you jump right back
And take a bow and tip your hat.

And then you fly like a bird up in the sky!


ME
I am wonderful, super-fantabulous
My mommy told me so,
And then she tickled my tummy and kissed my toes!
I am wonderful, super-fantabulous
My daddy said it's true, and then he gave me a squeeze and kissed my knees!
I am wonderful, super-fantabulous
Mommy and daddy both said I was,
And when I asked them why,
They said just because!

PANCAKE
I was eating breakfast when I got a funny feeling
I looked up and there I saw my pancake on the ceiling
I guess it must have fallen up, instead of falling down
'Cause normally my pancake lands ker-splatt!
Right on the ground.

DAYS LIKE THESE
Ezra Laine is lost in thought and blue sky
Watching elephants and ships roll by
Mimi the cat is chasing butterflies, again

Days, days like these, were meant for watching clouds and drifting off to sleep
Far away, far away

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