Zoey Don’t Go II

Zoey’s got a juice box Says she’s runnin’ away Backpack full of stickers And a note that says “K Bye” She’s takin’ all the crayons Left me that one I hate She circles ‘round the driveway Sayin’ “This is my escape” No No No Zoey don’t go Who’s gonna steal my fries at the show? No No No Zoey don’t go Who else burps the alphabet so slow? No No No Zoey don’t go She’s packin’ three old Barbies And a single dirty sock A cereal box for helmets For her “bandit hamster squad” Says she’s movin’ to the sandbox Where the “cool kids never nap” Yeah Good luck with all that freedom And your daily gravel snack Think you’ll miss my tantrums? Think you’ll miss my smell? Who’ll blame you for the fart jokes? Who’ll tattle when I yell? If you go be awesome If you stay be loud Either way I’m tellin’ mom You started it somehow!