.Yeah, well, momma had an apron
Daddy had a beer>They traded places almost every year>Daddy had a shovel, oh, and momma had a ball
But they never threw it or dug, after all
So why do I worry, why do I pray
Every single night, every single day
Oh, I'm out in the street with my.
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