fuzzy red sweater
Oh, you stupid fuzzy red sweater,
how you give me an annoying itch.
Sometimes you get me so mad,
I turn into a... um... witch.
I can't help it that my grandparents gave you to me,
it's not my fault they have poor taste.
But I have better plans for you,
I won't let you go to waste.
I shall use you as a rug,
for my lifeless feet.
Whenever I am sad,
you I will meet.
Or I can use you as a blanket,
to keep me warm.
Yes, that shall do it,
You'll be my comfort through a storm.
I think I've made up my mind,
you shall not be discriminated.
I wouldn't want to see you,
all decapitated.
So I guess you're stuck in my closet
Oh no, once again.
Because about you
you wouldn't want to see me complain.
how you give me an annoying itch.
Sometimes you get me so mad,
I turn into a... um... witch.
I can't help it that my grandparents gave you to me,
it's not my fault they have poor taste.
But I have better plans for you,
I won't let you go to waste.
I shall use you as a rug,
for my lifeless feet.
Whenever I am sad,
you I will meet.
Or I can use you as a blanket,
to keep me warm.
Yes, that shall do it,
You'll be my comfort through a storm.
I think I've made up my mind,
you shall not be discriminated.
I wouldn't want to see you,
all decapitated.
So I guess you're stuck in my closet
Oh no, once again.
Because about you
you wouldn't want to see me complain.