Bif Naked Obsessed W- Childhood Lyrics

Obsessed W- Childhood Lyrics

I have to tell you…I’m obsessed with my childhood.  I never pooped! Im
serious I hated pooping..i never did it.  I refused to poo as a child…mostly
I couldn’t.  It wasn’t meat loaf, it wasn’t chicken or rice, it wasn’t
6 hotdogs at lunch with craft dinner on top, it wasn’t sloppy joes, it
wasn’t inactivity, I just never ever pooped.  My parents had this house on
Milanockit Court that had a bathroom upstairs, and had a door in the hallway
and the master bedroom, they use to close the hallway door, open the bedroom
door.  Sit me on the potty, and pull the TV in there, ya know so id sit and
watch and wait.  I mean hours, I must have been rotting inside.  It would be
like a week in-between.  I discussed this at length with my mom, and she was
concerned thinking she fed me to much meat and stuff.  But you know what I say,
my two sisters had no problem pooping, and they ate the same suppers, it was
just me.  I was sick as a child, I mean I was always sick! If I fell off my
bike and got a scrape, it would be infected.  When I had the chicken pox, I was
hospitalized.  Because each pox was infected, each one!  In my eyelids,
everywhere!  The nurses had to dab each pox with a medicated cotton ball.  My
dad use to take us camping, one time I stepped on a dirty nail, ya know like
rusty, bare foot, my whole heel became infected, it was huge!!  My heel was the
size of volleyball.  I had to go to the doctor and get it drained.  I was soo
ticklish all the time, it 5 or 6 doctors and nurses to hold me down, and then
the feeling of the lancid heel.  I was screeamming my older sister was laughing
her head off, right there. I had Scarletina this one time, and was quarantined,
I had a tonsillectomy, I even remember one time in the hospital, of course for
you know the reason.  A nurse was trying to put a repository in my rear end,
and I was squirming and wiggling and giggling, ya know cause I was getting
tickled.  Then I’d cry cause I was all tense, ya know and it hurt, sooner or
later I had to make a run for it, to the bathroom.  BOY those nurses sure got
mad at me for leaving a trail.  Someone’s always mad hey.  Ya know I took
lots of things as a kid, ballet and jazz, dance, soccer, piano, I was always in
trouble, always being a ham.  When I was 5 we were all on the stage, with these
cardboard clocks, like ya know 2 feet across, tied around us with string like a
sandwich board.  We were all moving are arms back and forth, tick tock, tick
tock, tick tock.  I was wearing red buckle shoes that I know.  Well my string
broke and the clock fell off, right there on stage and I just stood
there..frozen and balling!  The teacher had to walk right on to the stage and
carry me off.  Ya know I reacted the same way when that
stage-diver-crowd-surfer kicked my microphone into my teeth.  HEY, the more
things change.  I quit all of it eventually.  Dance class cause I got lazy,
soccer cause I grew boobs, and piano cause my teacher mrs. Davis, got mad at me
and called me a stupid girl and banged my hands on the keys.  Ya know I was even
a cheerleader.  HEY, in grade 6 in Kentucky, it was a cool thing.  S-U-C-C-E-S-S
THAT’S THE WAY WE SPELL SUCCESS…I cant believe it, V-I-C-T-O-R-Y  VICTORY
VICTORY IS ARE CRY..GOTTA GOOO! That’s how it went I really don’t remember
the hand movements, but ah I was never one of the popular cheerleaders.  I
remember this girl April, was very popular, and this other girl Jennifer was
very popular, they were like we were all in grade 6 but they had bodies of
17-yr. old people.  And they looked like Fara Faucet, ya know, all blond with
feathered hair and endless teeth, I didn’t look like that.  I wonder if my
dad didn’t move us around so much, what if I would have turned out different?
 Ya know normal.  Or am I ?  ahh im obsessed with my childhood, cause I don’t
think im fully grown up, are u?  I mean really?  I am my inner child, I had to
search for my inner adult, and im still look’n.  I still eat 6 hotdogs for
lunch, there just vegetarian now.