On getting on my brother’s nerves

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 I ran ’round the kitchen table,
with ball balanced on my head,
this got on my brother’s nerves,
so I did keep-ups instead.
I kept on around the table,
and my touch kept getting sweeter,
my brother doesn’t appreciate my left foot,
he said “quit it – you’re a ‘keeper!”


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