Mr and Mrs showtime
Oh pwease sing us a song
Come show me what you got
Put on a pway nice and long
Come on, you should be used to this by now
You do it everyday
Mr and Mrs showtime
Oh, pwease come out to pway
I wanna watch you put on that act
The one where we are never sad
I don’t like this now
And I hate it when you are mad
I want mr and mrs showtime back
You left them back at the set
I don’t like when your mommy and daddy
Mr and Mrs showtime never get upset!
You’re the perfect mommy
When I go out wit you and your friends
You kiss me and you hug me
But Mrs showtime likes to pretend
Cause if the news people talks to you
And you are being mean to me
It will be all over the papers
And that’s the last thing that you want to see
And I know that daddy really loves me
Because at work he told them that he did
“im his wittle princess” he told the camera
But Mr showtime really only kids
Cause lat night daddy told me
That he wished that I was dead
Mr showtime would have never said that
He woulda have hit daddy in the head
So Mr and Mrs showtime
Pwease put on a play
Treat me like you wittle girl again
Treat me like you did earlier today.
~Your wittle princess



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