The Trouble with Boys Lyrics
Would you like to swing on a star
Oh oh oh
Carry moonbeams home in a jar
Oh oh oh
And be better off than you are
Oh oh oh
Or would you rather be a mule
Yeah yeah talking 'bout a mule now
A mule is an animal
With long funny ears
He kicks up at anything he hears
Just like you Dee
His back is brawny
And his brain is weak
He's just plain stupid
With a stubborn streak
And by the way
If you hate to go to school
Which I do
You may grow up to be a mule
I don't wanna grow up
And be a mule
Well would you like to
Swing on a star
Okay
Carry moonbeams home in a jar
One moonbeam two moonbeam
And be better off than you are
Oh oh oh
Or would you rather be a pig
Yeah yeah talking 'bout a pig now
A pig is an animal
With dirt on his face
Yeah
His shoes are a terrible disgrace
Look who's talking
He's got no manners
When he eats his food
You gobble
He's fat and lazy and extremely rude
But if you don't care
A feather or a fig
That's the truth
You may grow up to be a pig
Not if I can help it baby
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Would you like to swing on a star
Carry moonbeams home in a jar
And be better off than you are
You could be swinging on a star
Oh oh oh yeah
We could be swinging on a star
Oh oh oh yeah
We could be swinging on a star
Oh oh oh yeah
We could be swinging on a star
Oh oh oh yeah
We could be swinging on a star