Four Years Old - Adam Sandler

Hey

Why’d you wake me from my nap?

I’m not in the mood

To play your games

Or sit on your lap

You

Where’s my Yankees drinking glass?

I want some juice

And I want it now

So you better move your ass

And feel bad for me

'Cuz I’m just getting over a cold

I’m four years old!

I’m four years old!

I’m four years old!

Somebody better tie my shoes!

Now

I run down the hall

I scream and I yell

And I cry 'cuz I fell

Bring the rubbing alcohol

Outside

I get mud on my shoe

I come back in the house

I get it on the rug

The cleaning’s up to you

And I won’t take a bath

Unless you make me Spaghetti-O's

I’m four years old!

I’m four years old!

I’m four years old!

Mommy reads to me at night

Charlie and the Chocolate Factory

Well

I can’t have a job

And I can’t go to school

If no grownups are around

I can’t go near the pool

I’m not allowed to climb

My neighbor’s apple tree

I’m not allowed to sit

Too close to the TV

I don’t know how to drive

And I don’t know how to spell

But if I hear my brother cursing

I do know how to tell

'Cuz he made me eat some bread

That was covered in mold

I’m four years old!

I’m four years old!

I’m four years old!

I just threw up on my grandmother