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Well, I woke up in the morning |
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There's frogs inside my socks |
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Your mama, shes a-hidin' |
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Inside the icebox |
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Your daddy walks in wearin' |
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A Napoleon Bonaparte mask |
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Then you ask, why I don't live here |
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Honey, do you have to ask? |
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Well, I go to pet your monkey |
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I get a face full of claws |
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I ask that who's in the fireplace |
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And you tell me Santa Claus |
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The milkman comes in |
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He's wearing a derby hat |
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Then you ask, why I don't live here |
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Honey, how come, you have to ask me that? |
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Well, I asked for something to eat |
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I'm hungry as a hog |
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So I get brown rice, seaweed |
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And a dirty hot dog |
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I've got a hole |
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Where my stomach disappeared |
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Then you ask, why I don't live here |
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Honey, I gotta think you're really weird |
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Your grandpa's cane |
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It turns into a sword |
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Your grandma prays to pictures |
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That are pasted on a board |
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Everything inside my pockets |
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Your uncle steals |
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Then you ask, why I don't live here |
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Honey, I can't believe that you're for real |
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Well, there's fist fights in the kitchen |
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They're enough to make me cry |
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The mailman comes in |
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Even he's gotta take a side |
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Even the butler |
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He's got something to prove |
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Then you ask, why I don't live here |
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Honey, how come you move? |
