Lee and I had a beautiful Bunkbed
Bottom was mine to keep rain from my head
And Yoga, my Mom, she took when I was young
She said she'd teach me moves when she got home
I bounced my bed
I hurt my head
I saw red, I thought
I'm dead from my bunkbed
I hate bunkbed
Waited till ten, for her to come on in
To show me how, she learned to twist her limbs
That's Great
Show Me
It looks like so much Fun
Just Once, Oh Please
I'll sleep when I am done
I'm holding my head, from a nail on Lee's Bed
They stitched me up, But I wanted the top Instead