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THE KID JUST DOESN'T WANT TO LEARN
'Funny...........don't be afraid to laugh.'
Take charge
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Lyrics
THE KID JUST DOESN'T WANT TO LEARN
(John Paul Immordino)
His touchy 'tude will change your mood
He wants his food! He wants to be rude
It's time to learn, it's now his turn
His throat burns - that's his concern
It's in my reach to try and teach
Not pop out a peach while plopped out on the beach
The kid just doesn't want to learn
The kid just doesn't want to learn
The kid just doesn't want to learn
The kid just doesn't want to learn
He just won't budge, he's holding a grudge
Gobbles up fudge, leaves a gooey smudge
I get sour looks in return for giving books
If it's me he wants to cook, he's way off the hook
His mommy doesn't care, for he's not acting fair
That's her little bear with very little hair
He snacks at nine on candy so fine
That he picked off the vine-standing in line
Then he fakes his tummy aches
The pass he'll take for a bathroom break
He'd rather sit and smell than learn to spell
The end of a day's hell is the ring of the bell
Liquid Sunshine
(c) 2005 Immordino Music
(May not be used without permission)
(John Paul Immordino)
His touchy 'tude will change your mood
He wants his food! He wants to be rude
It's time to learn, it's now his turn
His throat burns - that's his concern
It's in my reach to try and teach
Not pop out a peach while plopped out on the beach
The kid just doesn't want to learn
The kid just doesn't want to learn
The kid just doesn't want to learn
The kid just doesn't want to learn
He just won't budge, he's holding a grudge
Gobbles up fudge, leaves a gooey smudge
I get sour looks in return for giving books
If it's me he wants to cook, he's way off the hook
His mommy doesn't care, for he's not acting fair
That's her little bear with very little hair
He snacks at nine on candy so fine
That he picked off the vine-standing in line
Then he fakes his tummy aches
The pass he'll take for a bathroom break
He'd rather sit and smell than learn to spell
The end of a day's hell is the ring of the bell
Liquid Sunshine
(c) 2005 Immordino Music
(May not be used without permission)

