When Will I Ever Learn? (or, “Kwitcherbellyachin’!”, sung to the tune of “Where Have All the Flowers Gone?”)
Where do all the crumbs come from?
On the countertops.
Where do all the crumbs come from,
Every single day?
Where do all the crumbs come from?
I wipe them up until I’m numb,
Oh, when will it ever end?
When will it ever end.
I am thankful for the crumbs,
Though they bug me.
I am thankful for the crumbs
Hope they’re always there!
I am thankful for the crumbs
They mean there’s food that’s why I hum,
Oh, when will I ever learn?
When will I ever learn.
I get tired of cleaning house,
Year after year.
I get tired of cleaning house,
For 35 years.
I get tired of cleaning house,
It’s never clean enough for me,
Oh, when will it satisfy me?
When will it satisfy me.
I am thankful for my house,
Though sock fuzz, it is a drag.
I am thankful for my house,
Year after year.
I am thankful for my house,
Cause it means I have a spouse!
When will I ever learn?
When will I ever learn.
February 16th, 2009 at 1:09 am
I like this.