There was once a young, hot, woman who lived in a shoe,
she had so many children she knew exactly what to do.
She hugged them, she kissed them, and tickled them too.
She loved them so much, it was all she could do.
There was once a young, hot, woman who lived in a shoe,
she had so many children she knew exactly what to do.
She hugged them, she kissed them, and tickled them too.
She loved them so much, it was all she could do.
Kids would probably respond better if more nursery rhymes were like this instead of the messed up stuff they have now about swallowing flys, bridges falling down and babies falling out of trees…