There was a time when our home was being built
The kids were so excited
The rooms were all clean
And each wall was a song
And the song was inviting
There was a time
But so much went wrong
I dreamed a dream of tidy playroom
Toys put away in their toy bins
I dreamed they'd play til sleep was nigh
And place things always on their shelves
But the children make a mess
And nobody ever wants to clean up
And the room isn't used to play
'Cause there are so many toys on the floo-oo-oo-oo-oor
We used to visit th' future home
We'd peek into each nook and crany
We oohed and aahed at the new toilets
The counters clear and nice and shiny
But the children leave stuff out
And there's toothpaste in the sink
Cups and brushes on the counter
And the toilets are not flu-u-u-shed
And still I dream they'll keep it clean
That they will learn to love things tidy
But it's a dream I fear won't be
That my daughters-in-law will despise me
'Cause my children, they are slobs
And they leave socks scattered all over
They forget to put away their shoes
And they turn my dreams to du-u-u-u-ust
I had a dream my home would be
So different from the miss I'm fighting
So different now from how it seemed
Daily life has killed the dream
I dreamed
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This is my life!
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