"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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