hold out your hand if you need a Kleenex,
if your nose is dry, may it stay that way.
let it be known, there is a vacuum
that is not pushed by your busy mom.

there are some steps, no simple stairway,
up from the cellar to the attics of your mind,
and if you climb, no one will follow.
even if they could, they just don't have time

   for that dustball under the sofa,
   when there is no broom to sweep, nor Mop'n'Glo...

those who choose from the choices they're given
will never get the best there is.
don't ask why and i'll tell you no lie,
when you feel no pain, everything is fine
or is it?

la da da de da, la da de da de da da,
la la for me, la la for you...
la da da de da, la da de da de da da,
if i knew the words, i would sing along

   with that dustball under the sofa,
   when there is no broom to sweep, nor Mop'n'Glo...

let it be known, there is a vacuum
that is not pushed by your busy mom.