Bonnie’s In The Playpen

B-B-Bonnie's in the playpen, thinking of her weekend
Wondering, pondering, wondering, pondering
Why time flies, time flies when you're having fun

B-B-B-Bonnie's in the playpen, thinking up a reason
Wondering, pondering, wondering, pondering
Why she cannot work at all next week

B-B-B-Bonnie's in the playpen, plotting out her revenge
Thinking of ways and thinking of ways
To get time off her job to kick my ass

B-B-B-Bonnie's in the playpen, blaming me to no end
Ragging and nagging and ragging and nagging
About her job, her life, and her selfish friends

She's whipping sand in my face
(She's whipping sand in my face)
And said that I'm a disgrace
(And said that I'm a disgrace)
She's working hard these days
(She's working hard these days)
She'll never change her ways
(She'll never change her ways)

But that doesn't give her the right to start up a fight
So get up!
Get out!

[Solo]

She's whipping sand in my face
(She's whipping sand in my face)
And said that I'm a disgrace
(And said that I'm a disgrace)
She's working hard these days
(She's working hard these days)
She'll never change her ways
(She'll never change her ways)

But that doesn't give her the right to start up a fight
So get up!
Get out!