T H E Obamas and the P a P a S
THE OBAMAS AND THE PAPAS
In this case I ain’t no liar
I know of whence I speak
Allow your children to walk into a fire
And all of you will be left spent and weak
Little Johnnie’s girlfriend had her some weed
And Johnnie wanted into her tight blue jeans
So although he knew it was a low down deed
When it comes to sex AND a teen drugs AIN’T a hill of beans
Yeah, so dig this all you phoolish papas and mamas
Don’t hide the truth and hope for the best
And I say that without any semi-colons or commas
With my own habit and sins TO WHICH I’ve confessed
So two years from today when Johnny stumbles in and asks for some sort of food
Remind him of all the time you’ve watched his habit grow
And if you really want to put Johnnie in a very vile mood
Just remind him that he had a chance to say “no’ © 2011.…Phreepoetree ~free cee!~
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