I go to say, it's a rainy day,
in 'bout an hour, I'll be on my way
takin the sprout to the doc
to get his quarterly shots
cries and whines and screams and all
from some bratty little turd down the hall
But I shouldn't be so mean
My own kid will cry it seems
and it will be me who changes that shitty ass diaper in the exam room whilst I'm a-waitin on the doctor to say, "flim'flam diggetty'dam whatcha goona really like flibbety flab. Sh'zaaaaaaaaa"
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