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Early Sunday morning When my parents were asleep I snuck out of my bedroom To the kitchen I did creep I went into the cupboard And I got some peanut butter. I was oh, so careful Not to wake my mother. With the sticky icky peanut butter Stuck to me like fudge I tried to shake my brother But Tommy wouldn't budge. When I whispered in his ear, He was still asleep So I crawled upon his tummy And I tickled both his feet First I heard him grumble And he chased me down the stairs And grabbed me by the ear lobe And tried to pull my hair. He hit him in the tummy And he tried to grab my face And round and round the house We both began to chase. I went and got some ice cream And poured it in his hair Letras de cancionesThen he threw an apple at me So I hit him with a pear. The eggs were hurled across the room I hid behind the chairs. And Tommy ran right after me When I ran up the stairs. We were hanging on the curtains When our parents saw us there, With chocolate on our underwear And ice cream in our hair. There was chocolate on the couch And eggs upon the chairs Tomatoes on the door There was ketchup on the stairs, Milk spilt on the floor, Curtains ripped and torn, Peanut butter on the rug, And our pajamas torn Our Daddy was so angry. Mom yelled at both of us. She said we had to clean up. There was nothing to discuss. So now on Sunday mornings When my parents are asleep Sometimes I still get hungry And I want something to eat. Early Sunday mornings When my parents are asleep, I sneak out of my bedroom To the kitchen I still creep. I go into the cupboard And I get some peanut butter But I'm oh, so careful Not to wake my mother From Letras Mania