In this house we love to sing songs….well, make that I love to sing songs. Since I’m not a big fan of memorizing the words, I just make them up as I go. I figure that anyone who is listening probably hates my complete lack of tonality more than butchering the lyrics.
After all, that’s why they have websites like this.
Since the kids, my repertoire has been limited to songs from kid shows. Sophie is in her Dora the Explorer phase, so all I know are Dora songs. Not much to work with there. They have the Map Song:
I’m the map, I’m the map, I’m the map.
I’m the map,
I’m the map, I’m the map, I’m the map!
But I can even butcher Dora’s simple lyrics. I’ve taken the Dora the Explorer theme song, and changed it into:
You know you can do it, just don’t make a big poo-it!
OK, so I’m no Bernie Taupin.
Thankfully, Sophie has picked it up now too, singing the theme song to Miffy:
Mommy, she’s a little crazy,
Daddy, he’s a little crazy,
Sophie, she’s a little crazy.
I’m not wild about the commentary on the family mental health, but I’ll take what I can get.