Mumble mumble mumble...
Mumble mumble mumble
That's how I talk to mum
When I'm busy painting pictures
And she says it's time to run.
I don't think it really matters
How much time I spend
Because wherever it is we're going
We'll get there in the end.
I stop and explain this to her
Whilst she's trying to get me dressed
But my arms get tangled in underpants
And my feet stuck in my vest.
I only need a minute
To get this painting done
I'm too busy for getting ready
Painting pictures is too much fun.
Then she says that if we hurry
we can get ice-cream on the way.
My shoes are on, I'm by the door,
'Mum! We haven't got all day!'