I Got In Trouble

I Got In Trouble

I got in trouble because I was bad
I made my momma very mad
She spanked my hiney and fussed at me
'Cause I didn't look when I crossed the street
I had to go to my room and sit
And I didn't like that, not one single bit!
I wanted to go outside and play
'Cause it was such a pretty day
But Momma said she still loved me
And I said that I was really, really sorry
So maybe Momma will let me come out
Because I was quiet and didn't pout!

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