Chicken Pox & Star Wars Guys

Little House On The Prairie fails
To keep my interest, I don't care about Laura Ingalls Wilder
She's not my favorite writer anyways (That's Beverly Cleary!)
But that's what's on around eleven o'clock
And I'm wishing that I didn't have chicken pox
Because then I could do something besides watching this old beat up TV

And now I'm stuck in bed, what in blazes?
I can't wait until I'm not contagious
When I get better I'm gonna play with my Star Wars guys outside

I'm sick of soap operas in the daytime
And always smelling like calamine
And the itchin' doesn't ever seem to give me no reprieve (No reprieve at all)
Y'know, these chicken pox, they ain't no fun
I'm so glad we only get them once
If you scratch it they just get worse, I wish my body were made out of Nerf (And everything else!)

'Cause now I'm stuck in bed, what in blazes?
I can't wait until I'm not contagious
When I get better I'm gonna play with my Star Wars guys outside
Thanks to how pitiful I look
My mom keeps buying me coloring books
When I get better I'm gonna play with my Star Wars guys outside

Oh, these chicken pox are just killing me, man
Ah, I'm scratching my back [?]
Okay, you brought the calamine lotion? Okay, okay
Just put it right there, oh that feels nice
Oh, that-that's the stuff that dreams and tears are made of, ah

Only relief I ever get comes from
A bubble bath and a nice warm tub
Mr. Bubble is my best friend, I almost like him better than my Boba Fett (No way!)

Because I'm stuck in bed, what in blazes?
I can't wait until I'm not contagious
When I get better I'm gonna play with my Star Wars guys outside
Thanks to how pitiful I look
My mom keeps buying me coloring books
When I get better I'm gonna play with my Star Wars guys outside
When I get better I'm gonna play with my Star Wars guys outside