Mixing up the letters / CHEWING ON THE X!
My friend Nora recently suffered through one of those child-meltdowns that are much funnier after they've happened. Probably long after. Her toddler lost his shit when playing with magnetic letters at someone else's house, when their son started mixing up the letters, and, as her son complained at top volume, "chewing on the X."
When she mentioned this to me, I immediately thought of the "Putting on the Ritz" act from Young Frankenstein. Nora indulged me and came up with the following lyrics for her son's tantrum.
To the tune of "Putting on the Ritz."
If you're tired and you don't know what to do-o
Why don't you go and pitch a fit
CHEWING ON THE X!
Babies suck and they don't know how to pla-ay
Mixin' up your letters, messing up your day
CHEWING ON THE X!
Scream it like a B-Movie horror trooper!
Hold your breath and turn blue, super duper!
CHEWING ON THE X!
When she mentioned this to me, I immediately thought of the "Putting on the Ritz" act from Young Frankenstein. Nora indulged me and came up with the following lyrics for her son's tantrum.
To the tune of "Putting on the Ritz."
If you're tired and you don't know what to do-o
Why don't you go and pitch a fit
CHEWING ON THE X!
Babies suck and they don't know how to pla-ay
Mixin' up your letters, messing up your day
CHEWING ON THE X!
Scream it like a B-Movie horror trooper!
Hold your breath and turn blue, super duper!
CHEWING ON THE X!