Letras
Gather round
Gather round and I'll tell you what I know
Oh
Gather round people, and I'll tell you what I did
To make it soft and sweet and warm and neat
I'll tell you what I did
To make it fit
Well, I cut my nails and I comb my mane
I paint my face and I change my name, uhh
Sometimes I wish I could run as fast and far as I can
But who will handle my affairs when I'm gone?
But who will handle my affairs when I'm gone?
But who will handle my affairs when I'm gone?
Who will water the plants?
And who will feed the cat?
Who will eat in my bed?
And who will clean the mess?
Who will play cards on a Wednesday night?
Who will play cards and lose and lose and lose their mind?
And who will talk to the birds?
Who will bring flowers to the grave of your dad?
Who will pick flowers, put them in a vase
And watch them till they're dead?
Who will handle my affairs?
Who will handle my affairs when I'm gone?
Can you handle my affairs for me when I'm gone?
Can you handle me
Can you handle me please
Oh can you, oh can you
Oh can you, oh can you please