I always like the videos that moms and dads post when they have crazy writing, singing, dancing, and videographer skills. I have none of the above skills except maybe writing. And when I experience great things or rough things in life I write. So going way back to the rough 5 hour drive to KS from OK when you were a baby and hated the carseat, screaming the whole way, I made up the song to the tune of "Are you Sleeping?":
Are we there yet, are we there yet?
Mommy dear, Mommy dear.
Mommy's ears are ringing, Gavin is a screaming
Are we there, Are we there?
This remote I wrote this song to the tune of Rihanna's 4 5 Seconds:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kt0g4dWxEBo
I think I've had enough, might be a little stuck.
Husbands on a remote, why don't I get a vote.
Military doesn't care, we're like used underwear.
Now I'm 4 5 seconds from crazay, and we got 5 more months till Friday.
Why can't he make it back home by Monday morning
I swear, Calgone take me a way, ooh that's all I want.
Woke up an optimist, son was smilin' I'm positive,
then he starts talking back
hold me back I'm bout to spaz
Yeah i'm bout 4 5 seconds from crazay, and we got 5 more months till Friday
Why can't he make it back home by Monday morning
Oh I swear Calgone take me away, ooh that's all I want.
This is the 4th time, he's left me in 14 years,
But trust in me there
aren't enough beers.
He's just a cog in the machine
no one cares about his dreams.
When their done
they'll spit him out
at me... meeeee.
If I make it through this remote,
promise you'll buy me a boat
So I can sail away,
into my happy place.
See all of my energy, is sucked out of me.
Now i'm 4 5 seconds from crazay, and we got 5 more months til Friday
why can't he make it back home by Monday morning
oh I swear Calgone take me a way, ohh that's all I want.
4 5 seconds from crazay and we got 5 more months til Friday
Husbands on a remote, why don't I get a vote.
Military doesn't care, we're like used underwear.
Now I'm 4 5 seconds from crazay, and we got 5 more months till Friday.
Why can't he make it back home by Monday morning
I swear, Calgone take me a way, ooh that's all I want.
Woke up an optimist, son was smilin' I'm positive,
then he starts talking back
hold me back I'm bout to spaz
Yeah i'm bout 4 5 seconds from crazay, and we got 5 more months till Friday
Why can't he make it back home by Monday morning
Oh I swear Calgone take me away, ooh that's all I want.
This is the 4th time, he's left me in 14 years,
But trust in me there
aren't enough beers.
He's just a cog in the machine
no one cares about his dreams.
When their done
they'll spit him out
at me... meeeee.
If I make it through this remote,
promise you'll buy me a boat
So I can sail away,
into my happy place.
See all of my energy, is sucked out of me.
Now i'm 4 5 seconds from crazay, and we got 5 more months til Friday
why can't he make it back home by Monday morning
oh I swear Calgone take me a way, ohh that's all I want.
4 5 seconds from crazay and we got 5 more months til Friday
I think I've had enough, might be a little drunk.
So Gavin if you are ever feeling stuck, need to blow off some steam; write, sing, dance, breath. It will all be better soon. I promise!
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