I had this dream about me going to a hotel and my third grade teacher was looking for me and found me,
I was so surprised that in my dream I made a funny little poem. It does not ryhme.
Hey hey hey hey (repeat)
Mrs. mrs. mrs. B (repeat)
If you come and find me (repeat)
Ya might end up walking high and dry on the streets. (repeat)
Now you dont have to say Mrs B it can be anyone you chose.
