3 acessos
When the time is bout 4 pm
I know that the fridge will be empty again
I know my mom will go shopping then
And leave me on my own.
Ive been too bored for my own good,
Read every away message that i could
And ive just been waiting with my wood
To throw myself a bone.
While my mom gets groceries
I fire off my artileries.
While my mom picks up sour cream,
Im fulfilling the american dream.
I take the express lane between my knees,
To put myself completely at ease,
All whileall while
All while my mom gets groceries.
Everything flies when youre having fun.
I realize my freetime is almost done.
Shes be home soon, but ive only begun,
And i blame it all on dial-up.
She had 10 items or less, to my dismay,
This just was one unlucky day.
Plus half of my downloads turned out to be gay.
And now im all shaken up.
While my mom gets groceries
I fire off my artileries.
While my mom picks up sour cream,
Im fulfilling the american dream.
I take the express lane between my knees,
To put myself completely at ease,
All whileall while
All while my mom gets groceries.
Please dont come back
The windows open a crack.
Mom you might hear me scream
As i release my stream.
Why is the cat always in the room while im trying to do this?
While my mom gets groceries
I fire off my artileries.
While my mom picks up sour cream,
Im fulfilling the american dream.
I take the express lane between my knees,
To put myself completely at ease,
All whileall while
All while my mom gets groceries
All whileall while
All while my mom gets groceries.
(clean up, aisle 7)