Baby Boy - Pile

He lives on a playground

Where he can drink grape juice all day if he wants

It might be cute

But not for a grown up

He washes his hands in a water bubbler

He made his camp under a slide

He likes to hear the kids yell as they slide down

It’s how he gets his sleep

He waves his arms and rants and cranks butts

And tells all the kids to never change

Just keep it kinda clean

If those baby teeth don’t grow

You could always pout and scream anyway

If that puss don’t squirt from your gums

You could always out the teat you scathe

He wakes up in a sandbox

Hits the hose and calls his folks

He tries to keeping it clean

If those baby teeth don’t grow

You could always pout and scream anyway

If that puss don’t squirt from your gums

You could always out that teat you scathe