I got some paint on the wall, a pretty orange color
And a little on the carpet and floor
I covered it up with mom's coat from the closet
That she says she can't wear anymore

[Chorus:]
I've had a bad, bad day
Not like I thought it would be
I've had a bad,bad day
It seems like everyone's pickin' on me

I put some sand in my grandpa's tobacco
And he frowned at me all day
Then I hid his pipe 'cause it smells when he smokes it
He shouldn't smoke anyway

So between mom's coat and my grandpa's tobacco
Life can be rough on a kid
They've almost worn out the seat of my britches
It don't hurt much now,but it did

[Chorus 2x]

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