PEACE FROG
03-03-2005, 05:33 PM
He's his mama's little baby.... baby boy
Mamma's Pot'n Dottle had to giggle
Tree full of Owls, child in the middle
The sweeper, not yet old enough to dry
The One she said she wanted
He always loved Shaking up the hive
He knew the sweet spot, the middle of five
Big Ear Teddie
Fat Freddie
Hippo tooth stink, Johnnies smoking
Now get ready
It takes perfect timing to be middle of five
like stealing second
Cept this'll keep him alive
Like running to lick the beater
Or to the best spot in the living room- T.V. side of the heater
Blue eyed streak of lightning, moving at the speed of sound
For his Mamma's right leg where safety can be found
Mamma's Pot'n Dottle had to giggle
Tree full of Owls, child in the middle
Mamma's Pot'n Dottle had to giggle
Tree full of Owls, child in the middle
The sweeper, not yet old enough to dry
The One she said she wanted
He always loved Shaking up the hive
He knew the sweet spot, the middle of five
Big Ear Teddie
Fat Freddie
Hippo tooth stink, Johnnies smoking
Now get ready
It takes perfect timing to be middle of five
like stealing second
Cept this'll keep him alive
Like running to lick the beater
Or to the best spot in the living room- T.V. side of the heater
Blue eyed streak of lightning, moving at the speed of sound
For his Mamma's right leg where safety can be found
Mamma's Pot'n Dottle had to giggle
Tree full of Owls, child in the middle