noelle's song

That she sings as she safety pins the sweat pants I'm wearing:

"Hush little baby, don’t say a word, mama’s gunna buy you... a safety pin.

And if that safety pin don't latch, mama's gunna buy you a cookie batch.

And if that cookie batch don’t bake, mama's gunna buy you a birthday cake.

And if that birthday cake done melt, mama's gunna buy you a big brown belt.

You'll use that belt to hold up your pants, then momma's gunna do a mommy dance.

And if that dance don’t make you laugh, mamma's gunna buy you a baby calf.

And if that baby calf ain't sweet, mamas gunna cut it up... for you to eat."