I’ve Got Kids With Dirty Faces
(to the tune of “I’ve Got Friends In Low Places” by Garth Brooks)
Cash in on your bets,
I showed up in sweats.
And ruined your playdate affair.
You hoped I wouldn’t go,
You prayed I wouldn’t show.
I still managed to be there.
I saw your surprise,
And the fear in your eyes,
When my kids started throwing some dirt.
I laughed at you
And said you should laugh too,
You moms are just way too uptight…
Oh, I’ve got kids with dirty faces,
They’re loud and rough
And trip over shoelaces
And they’re OK
Well, I’m not big on designer clothes
My kid sometimes digs in her nose
But they’re just fine
And having a good time.
Keep rolling your eyes,
Talk about all you buy.
Yeah, I’ve seen that before.
It’s all for show
And we all know
What goes on behind closed doors
You’re no better than me
You can try to disagree
Your angel is now throwing dirt
Come out of your tower
Enjoy this last hour
Having fun is not going to hurt
Oh, I’ve got kids with dirty faces,
They’re loud and rough
And trip over shoelaces
And they’re OK
Well, I’m not big on designer clothes
My kid sometimes digs in her nose
But they’re just fine
And having a good time.
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Alycia Neighbours 
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