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Published on Mar 15, 2012
An original I wrote when mah momma told me to clean the house. AKA my life story -_______________-
I was sittin' in my room, didn't know what to do, When my momma came yellin' at me, She said, "This house ain't gonna clean itself, Baby girl, do you know what I mean?" So I picked up a broom, put a fake smile on, Turned on the radio and sang along with this song like,
CHORUS Chores, chores, I hate my chores, Who wants to clean this house for me, 'Cause I don't wanna, no no, I don't wanna, But I don't wanna see what'll happen to me, If I don't do my chores and just watch tv, So I'm gonna, yeah yeah, yeah I'm gonna, Or she'll go crazy on me, If I just around and watch tv.
So I went to the kitchen, Hda to wash them dishes, So the dinner could go and be ready, I fixed the shoes by the door, and then I swept the floor, 'Cause I wasn't feenin' for a beating, So I picked up a broom, Put a fake smile on, Turned on the radio and sang along with this song,
And when I get older and I have a family, I'm gonna make them clean so I can watch tv, They'll get sad and tired and I'll say I know how it feels, But then I'll give them the broom and say, "You missed a spot over there." And they'll say,