I know I should not be laughing at The Princess while she is happily singing and cleaning her Palace. But the combination of cleaning, dancing and song writing is just too good to ignore so I am sitting outside her closed door, listening to the chaos. I tried to record, but for once she is not being loud enough and if I walk in with the video camera she will stop instantly.
"Break. Break. Break the law.
I don't care what you do but I'll come see you
After I break the law.
Break the law. Break the law. I don't know what I'll do
But I'll break the law."
Then it just sort of goes into a be-bop, hip-hoppy thing with a country twang and it starts to repeat.
But for now I am more than a little worried that the girl saw me when I watered the lawn this morning. On my "illegal" day. If the tooth fairy gives $1 a tooth, how much do I have to fork over to stay out of the jailhouse?
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You better make sure your "Bonnie" does not meet up with a "Clyde" some day.
She'll have to change her tune to "watcha gonna do when they come for you"!!
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