“i have a pet snail” lyrics

i have a pet snail
big pig
mosquito from toledo
pillow for porcupine
honey bun
it was my brother
the cat’s pajamas
i’ll be sleeping in the car
sleeptown
savannah’s song (my little girl)

i have a pet snail /he follows me wherever i go i’ve been late for school for two years in a row when i watch him crawl, it’s like time is standing still i love my pet snail and i hope i always will his eyes look like antennas /his ears are near his shell i bet he hears the ocean really really well my friends try to tease me, they say i should get a dog how could i be happy with a bump on a log? i try to teach him tricks but he seems kinda slow playing possum seems to be the only one he knows sometimes he tests my patience, but he’s just being himself it wouldn’t be the same, if he tried to be someone else his family drives by so fast ,they don’t even stop to say hello i just smile and wave and say “look at that escargo..”

big pig

i was walking and whistling down a country lane when i heard something that sounded strange to see over the fence i had to stand on a pail i saw the source of the disturbance had a curly tail he was covered in mud, he was covered in slime but he looked like he was having a real good time he hobbles and wobbles, he snorts and he grunts he made being dirty look like lots of fun a farmer came out, he said “what do you think?” all i could say was that’s a big big pig he said “we’ve got a son about the same age as you, but he’s in the phase we hope he’s passing through c’mon and meet him, he’s up in his room” at the bottom of the stairs i saw a worn out broom my eyes began to water, i didn’t know what for but we could barely push open that bedroom door something smelled really bad, there were clothes on the floor the kid had food on his face and he was looking for more the farmer shook his head he said ” what do you think?” all i could say was that’s a big, big pig now i went home and i learned my lesson now i clean up after all my messin’ i fold my clothes and put the dishes in the sink i don’t want anyone ever to think that i’m a big big pig don’t be a big, big pig

mosquito from toledo

one hot summer night, tossing and turning in bed there was something flying all around my head i cried into the darkness “please just leave me alone” then i heard a whisper of wings and in a slightly sarcastic tone he said: “i’m a mosquito from toldeo and i can’t stop bugging you now you can swat me,and think you got me, but i’ll just keep buzzing around. it’s in my nature to irritate ya,so buddy just settle down, i’m a mosquito from toledo when i’m full i’ll leave this town..” i woke up scratching,itching all my bites i’d lost a little blood during that restless night i laughed when i saw him, his belly was as big as a grape he’d come in through the screen but now he was too fat too escape i thought about the paper i thought about a tennis racquet i thought about my window and how i didn’t want to crack it but then i thought: we’re all God’s creatures live and let live, to each his own so,i opened up my window and i let him fly on home but as he flew away, i thought i heard him say:

pillow for a porcupine

our back yard is full of critters, squirrels and rabbits and even a porcupine like birds of a feather ,we stick together i want to do a favor for that prickly friend of mine lately,he doesn’t seem too happy and i guess i see his point when you can’t sleep ,you’re not too sharp and your whole world seems out of joint i’ve looked upstairs and we’ve tried down we’ve poked through everything in the house but there’s one thing that can’t be found i can’t find a pillow for a porcupine he could sleep on his tummy but it’s more fun to roll around when you live in the woods,creature comforts are good and it gets lumpy when you’re sleeping on the ground my sister says to use a pin cushion anytime she can needle me she will but i think she’d see things differently if she woke up with leaves stuck to her quills

honey bun

one morning my parents said let’s go to the bakery i jumped out of bed and told them i’d go happily i wanted something big and fluffy and sweet i looked and i looked for something good to eat i finally found the perfect one the man behind the counter said “that’s a honey bun, son” one honey bun one honey bun all i want is one honey bun i woke up and saw mom and dad kissing on the couch she called him honey bun and i couldn’t figure that one out she said “it’s because i love him, and because he’s so sweet, now run off to bed and try to get a good nite’s sleep at school i was talking to suzie the one with the curls she asked me if i like talking to any other girls i was hungry but i thought about it for a little while i must’ve said the right thing ’cause it sure made her smile

it was my brother

there’s something broken in the bedroom there’s something broken in the hall something’s broken in the kitchen there’s a new hole in the wall we heard someone stomping up the stairs we knew it was time to hide somewhere something smells in the basement there’s something dripping on the floor something’s broken in the yard it’s blocking the garage door we told ourselves we wouldn’t tattle then we saw momma’s big wooden paddle she said “you boys are in some serious trouble, i want you front and center on the double!” we jumped out and pointed to each other we shouted “it was my brother!” now, it hurts to sit down, i mean, it hurts to sit down we picked up every toy for miles around we wiped up spills and swept up every stone but we still got “wait til your father gets home” so daddy says “i heard you boys got in some serious trouble, don’t worry, she’s in the kitchen fixing me some dinner, you know you cleaned this place up better than your mother” we just smiled and said: “it was my brother”

the cat’s pajamas

the dog still has his bark/the rabbit still has his ears the horse still has his saddle but there’s something funny going on around here the kittens are meowing/the cow’s starting to moo the rooster’s crowing in the evening he doesn’t know what to do what happened to the cat’s pajamas some critter got a hold of them now he’s run off to louisiana what happened to the cat’s pajamas the duck still has his quack/the fish still has his bowl the squirrel still has his nuts but the whole barn’s out of control the mink still has his coat/the hamster’s got his wheel the chicken’s are on the eggs but no one knows the deal

i’ll be sleeping in the car

we can go to north dakota for an ice cream soda we can go to indiana to slip on a banana we can go to arizona and take the long way home-a i’ll be sleeping in the car we can go to nebraska for some baked alaska we can go to paris france to buy some underpants we can go to aruba just to buy a tuba i’ll be sleeping in the car we can go fast /we can go slow we can go anywhere you want to go i’ll be comfy in the backseat i won’t even wonder where we are i’ll be sleeping in the car we can go to buffalo just to shovel snow we can go to spain just to catch a train we can go to san francisco to meet the count of monte christo i’ll be sleeping the car we can go to new york just to buy some pork we can go to l.a. on a cloudy day oh me o mio are we still in ohio? i’ll be sleeping in the car we can go to texas to see some of my ex-s we can go to michigan to get some fishing in we can go to orlando put our toes in the sand oh i’ll be sleeping in the car

sleeptown

the night falls like a blanket /the streets are quiet now it’s time to kiss the day good bye/the moon is shining down give a hug to everyone and say a little prayer it’s time to go where you’ll find your dreams close your eyes and you’ll be there in sleeptown sleeptown it’s time to go to sleeptown sleeptown sleeptown it’s time to go to sleep behind every window/behind every door there will be something wonderful for you to explore so, crawl under the covers and cuddle with your teddy bear it’s time to go where you’ll find your dreams close your eyes and you’ll be there

savannah’s song {my little girl}

it’s sad, her mom and i don’t talk much anymore when she lets me see her it’s just “have her back by four” people used to smile at our little family we tried so hard to make it, but it just wasn’t meant to be she brings a precious light of love into my lonely world i wasn’t her father but she will always be my little girl we have so much fun together coloring pictures and playing games hide and seek, making faces, calling each other silly names when she’s not here,i miss her laughter i keep hoping for some kind of happy even after because she’s got a hold on me like i’ve never known i cherish every minute we share and then the tears start ’cause it’s time to go home

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