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I don’t get antsy when someone steps on my toes
Life too short for this fuse to explode
I get me a beat and I’m off with a tread
Snapping my fingers and bobbing my head…

There nothing that can make me smile
Like a cute little verse with a tuneful style
I’d rather look like I’ve got me a tickle
Than someone stuffed my face with a pickle…

There’s nothing that’s more wondrous to me
When the truth is the jingle will set you free
Is it necessary for me to mention
I aint no fun when my mind’s full of tension…

My life is full of oblivious bliss
All I have to remember is this:
Life is good and life is fine
I don’t mince words I just make them rhyme…