Mastodawn

I tells mama I wants out
I needs to go and run about
But mama ses I cannot go
She gots to go to stor, yoo noe

I paw on dor, I be all cute
It not be fair, I lose dispoot
Da Figgy cwy, I gets upset
I maybe hit, den has wegwet

Mama dweamed dat we was stoled
By sum one bery bad
Tho she serched, we not be found
Dis maked her bery sad

As she cwied, she called our names,
Dis be her worstest fear
Wen she waked, she hab weleef
Cuz we is all still heer

Tiny baby, yoo so small,
Yoo's like a liddle mouse.
All yoo do is skweek and dwink
And waddle wound da hous.

Tiny baby, I's da boss,
But gentil I will be.
I will teech yoo eberyfing
And make yoo bwave like me.

Mama so tired
So I lets her sleep
I kwietly play

I chek on her lots
But wakey her not
I lets her west

But den my tummy
It starts to RAWRR
So I go to mama
All kwiet and sweet
And asks for a snak

Wen my tummy is full
I takes da mama
And go for a nap