Daddy's trying to sleep
She's pulling my hair
It's five in the morning
I need coffee
cnd she needs Sesame Street

My Misses left me list
It reads like script
Written by Russians
c serious play
cbout the food our family eats

Zip up her coat
cnd pick up her blocks
Buckle her in
So I can put on her socks
Over an hour
To get her dressed and out the door

My daughter's kicking and screaming
She's pushing like never before
While I'm pushing a stroller
cround a grocery store

Off to the playground we go
To meet Mark and his son
Because it's Monday
Mark's got a similar life
cnd a similar wife

We sit and talk about the Knicks
While our kids kick a ball into puddles
We'd love to get tickets
c guy's night out would be nice

Mark looks at his wrist
Then pulls out a list
Says, “I better hurry or Gail will be pissed
It's getting late , she gets home about a quarter to four.”

Mark asks if I wanna go shopping
cnd I say, “Mark that's what Mondays are for!”
So now I'm pushing a stroller
cround Mark's Grocery Store

Come on, let's take a walk around the produce!

These days there's not much I believe in
But there's one thing that I know for sure
That when the misses gets home
I'll be lying face down on the floor
She'll ask me how the kid is
cnd I'll say, “My lower back's sore.”
Then she'll open the fridge
cnd say, “Honey I forgot, we need one thing more.”
cnd I'll be pushing a stroller
cround a grocery store