Tekster: Spymob. National Holidays.

Sometimes I want to swing by
To check on her, see how her week is going but you disapprove
Other times, I'll call up
He picks up and makes me feel like I'm intruding

You get to wake her every day and we divide up national holidays
This month is highlighted yellow with one box of blue

Last weekend I watched her in
A game I never knew that she played but she led the team
Afterwards, I picked up
A schedule so that I could come the next week, secretly

You get to wake her every day and we divide up national holidays
This month is highlighted yellow with one box of blue

It didn't help things the last time I complained
Don't want to upset her, I try to explain
But you of all people should walk one year in these shoes
Oh, in these shoes

Can we at least be civil to one another?
She only has one father and one mother, oh

Years ago you told me how
You could not imagine life without our little baby
Wouldn't it tear you up too
If you could only see her one day out of thirty?

You get to wake her every day and we divide up national holidays
This month is highlighted yellow with one box of blue

It didn't help things the last time I complained
Don't want to upset her, I try to explain
But you of all people should walk one year in these shoes

You get to wake her every day and we divide up national holidays
This month is highlighted yellow with one box of blue

This month is highlighted yellow, this month is highlighted yellow
This month is highlighted yellow with one box of blue
This month is highlighted yellow, this month is highlighted yellow
This month is highlighted yellow with one box of blue