Four Years Old

Adam Sandler

Hey 
Why'd you wake me from my nap? 
I'm not in the mood 
To play your games 
Or sit on your lap 

You 
Where's my Yankees drinking glass? 
I want some juice 
And I want it now 
So you better move your ass 
And feel bad for me 
'Cause I'm just getting over a cold 

I'm four years old! 
I'm four years old! 
I'm four years old! 
Somebody better tie my shoes! 

Now 
I run down the hall 
I scream and I yell 
And I cry 'cause I fell 
Bring the rubbing alcohol 

Outside 
I get mud on my shoe 
I come back in the house 
I get it on the rug 
The cleanging's up to you 
And I won't take a bath 
Unless you make me Spaghetti-O's 

I'm four years old! 
I'm four years old! 
I'm four years old! 
Mommy reads to me at night 
Charlie and the Chocolate Factory 

Well 
I can't have a job 
And I can't go to school 
If no grownups are around 
I can't go near the pool 
I'm not alowed to climb 
My neighbor's apple tree 
I'm not allowed to sit 
Too close to the TV 
I don't know how to drive 
And I don't know how to spell 
But if I hear my brother cursing 
I do know how to tell 
'cause he made me eat some bread 
That was covered in mold 

I'm four years old! 
I'm four years old! 
I'm four years old! 
I just threw up on my grandmother