The Bum Song
Dad, please don't die
That would make me so sad I would cry
I'm glad you made it home
I'm glad you called me on my phone tonight
Mom, I miss you loads
I'm sorry that I call too much
I hope your trip is nice
I hope you get some good sleep tonight
Molly, you're so cool
You make me kinda glad I went to school
I hope the trail is treating you right
I hope your tent stays warm tonight
Emma, thanks for everything
I'm glad I drove so far away to hang with you
I hope your dog's fleas run away
I hope I can see you tonight
Oliver, I love you so
I don't think you even know how much
I'll sing your name to the world
I'm gonna write you an album or five
Frodo, you are my best friend
I know you don't speak English, but I hope you know I will always love you
I wanna give you the best life
I'm gonna give you some treats tonight
Just knowing you makes me so glad to be alive
I look up at the moon every night and I think of you
I don't wanna clean my house
I just wanna play piano
Can everyone please stop talking about jobs
'Cause I'm in love
I just wanna stay home
And listen to you talk
Is that so wrong?
Is that so wrong?
Is that so wrong?
Is that so wrong?
Is that so wrong?
That would make me so sad I would cry
I'm glad you made it home
I'm glad you called me on my phone tonight
Mom, I miss you loads
I'm sorry that I call too much
I hope your trip is nice
I hope you get some good sleep tonight
Molly, you're so cool
You make me kinda glad I went to school
I hope the trail is treating you right
I hope your tent stays warm tonight
Emma, thanks for everything
I'm glad I drove so far away to hang with you
I hope your dog's fleas run away
I hope I can see you tonight
Oliver, I love you so
I don't think you even know how much
I'll sing your name to the world
I'm gonna write you an album or five
Frodo, you are my best friend
I know you don't speak English, but I hope you know I will always love you
I wanna give you the best life
I'm gonna give you some treats tonight
Just knowing you makes me so glad to be alive
I look up at the moon every night and I think of you
I don't wanna clean my house
I just wanna play piano
Can everyone please stop talking about jobs
'Cause I'm in love
I just wanna stay home
And listen to you talk
Is that so wrong?
Is that so wrong?
Is that so wrong?
Is that so wrong?
Is that so wrong?
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Writer(s): Liv Haltermon
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