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"Bath Time"


I'm in my bathtub chillen like a mother frricken villian/

with my rubber duck soap toy boat afloat/

I'm such a mess from the strees of the daily grind../

Don't mind me cuz this is my bath time/

 

Unwind I find myself a bath bomb/

Thinking bout my future concerned about the path I'm on/

For now I think, I should relax../

Scrubing up my toes, legs, stomach, n back!/

 

Pretending I'm a scuba diver submerge in splash!/

kicking out my legs yes I move them fast!/

Bubbles to the to top they rise my loose muscles/

feeling great no mistake this is no debate/

 

I make waves like I'm out at the sea, can't ya see/

it's the number one place that I'd like to be?/

I only wish I could cover up my knees/

I can feel the cold breeze from the AC please leave/

 

1 2 3 now I gotta get out (yea)/

Baithing in my tub is something I can't live without/

I grab a towel I need it now cuz goosebumps are not allowed/

I think it overflowed a bit my mom is gunna have a cow!/

 

But that's alright yea that's ok cuz I just had a bath today/

I'm loving every minute of it, helps me in a major way/

It helps me when life.. turns into a major pain/

Dirtiness escapes me and cleanleness I gain/

 

 

 

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