mydols lyrics

i wanna walk jack down to the park

and let him play on the swings 'til it's dark and then we'll walk home

and he'll hold my hand

we'll stop for ice cream

i've got it all planned

i wanna be jack white's mom

i'll hang his lyrics on the fridge door

buy all his mag covers I see at the store

he'd make me so proud

i'll brag to my friends

and show 'em pictures

of jack by the tens

i wanna be jack white's mom

when it's gets late---I'll put his red pj's on

and rock him gently inside of my arms

and if he wants to sleep

with me in my bed

i'll say it's all right

you go right ahead

i wanna be jack white's mom

Here he comes, don't you you let him walk right by
I can tell that he kind of caught your eye
He's got that look - you'd mistake him for another
Superman or Jackie White or maybe your own brother
But he's the real thing, yeah!
Our little Dutch boy

Well you can tell that other Superman to give it a rest
I know, honey, if we put it to the test, well
You'll come through for me
Our little Dutch boy

Here he comes, don't you dig the way he moves
The way he plays, the way he sings, the way he grooves
He's got the talent, he's got the connections
A genuine made-in-Detroit attraction
Oh, he's the real thing, yeah!
Our little Dutch boy

Well you can tell that other Superman to give it a rest
I know, honey, if we put it to the test, well
You'll come through for me
Our little Dutch boy

Hey there girls now, no squabblin' or fightin'
We found a superhero and we've taken a likin'
to home-made apple pie
Our little Dutch boy

There's a brand new dance and it goes like this

Up before dawn--out the door by six

Go to work and pick up the kids

One of these days I'm going to flip my lid

Someone say I'm dreaming

Cause I can't believe

I'm doing the soccer mom stomp

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It's the soccer mom stomp

Do it every day

So get out of my way

It's the soccer mom stomp

Little Suzy needs braces and Joey needs a coat

If he misses the bus again I'm gonna wring he little throat

Teachers at school--they're all very nice

Say he's a good kid but he gets in to many fights

Chorus

Now my boss says that he understands

But he hasn't got a clue cause he's just another man

Says I look tired--says I need some rest

Wish he'd look into my eyes instead of at my breasts

Chorus

Ask your Mom to change your diapers for a pair of windscreen wipers; we can fix them on with bits of wire. These will keep you bottom panel cleaner than those bits of flannel and should save you from sitting in the mire. chorus All your grown-up aunties wear lacy things called panties to which one day you no doubt will aspire... But until that day is coming we will keep those wipers humming which will keep your little tail a darn sight drier the wipers on the baby go swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish... No more need for those mega packs of diapers from the discount racks, we'll be cruisin' the high-end auto parts scene. There's no doubt that we'll be trend-setting, your high-tech rear'll be attention-getting: front cover of Metro Parent Magazine chorus All your grown-up aunties wear lacy things called panties to which one day you no doubt will aspire... But until that day is coming we will keep those wipers humming which will keep your little tail a darn sight drier

James Caldwell Hong Kong 1964 & Paige Gilbert Royal Oak 2003