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Adam Sandler

Pickin' Daisies

 

Pickin' Daisies

(album: What's Your Name? - 1997)


6 What's the matter honey, are you not feeling well?
It's okay, Momma will take care of you
Not really sick, but don't you know I still say I am
Dad just mumbles, "There goes my girlie son acting up again"
How could you be my kid
Mom knows I'm faking it
But she understands what'll happen if I go
The last four days
The tough guys have been on a roll
They show him no mercy
Plenty of name calling
And pushing my head in the toilet bowl
They call him a loser
But they won't get their hands on me today
'Cuz home with Momma is where I'm gonna stay

We're picking daisies
Who cares about them anyway
Picking daisies
They'll all be working for you someday
Picking daisies
They're just jealous of you
Picking daisies
Next year you'll go to private school

Can't play sports or games
I'm only really good at reading
He can't catch a football
Apparently that's not too cool
That's why my nose is usually bleeding
Plus they give him fat lips
At this time yesterday, my underwear was over my head
But I'll be safe today, I know 'cuz Momma said

We're picking daisies
Who really cares what they think
Picking daisies
You should talk about it with your shrink
Picking daisies
They'll all end up in jail
Picking daisies
Marshall's is having a sale

I know tommorrow it'll all start up again
He'll be greeted with a head-lock
And all I can do is sit and pray for the weekend
But I know when I'm older
I'll look back and laugh
At all those kids who pulled my pants down
And took that photograph
'Cuz we'll be through with kickball
We'll all be weak and slow
But I will be the only one
With a magic place to go

Picking daisies
You're better off in the end
Picking daisies
Who cares, I'll be your friend
Picking daisies
You can always count on me
Picking daisies
I made you some iced tea
Picking daisies
Dasies
Picking daisies
Dasies
Picking daisies
Dasies
Picking daisies
Dasies
Picking daisies
You are too very handsome, just not in a traditional way
When I was a kid, we didn't have video games, we had pinball, but I could learn
Well, they're just upset that they don't have earmuffs
You can come to aerobics class with me and wathc, all the ladies love you
Who needs brand name shirts? Yours is the same thing without a fancy tag
Why don't you go to sleep? And when you wake up, then I'll play you the Eddie Fisher record

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