Buttons
We used to play this game
and buttons is the name.
With buttons we pay
an’ that’s why we play.
We dig a hole in the ground
a small hole that’s round.
But it’s bad news
when we start to lose.
We cut buttons off our clothes
not a good idea I suppose.
Our moms we never tell
’cause she wouldn’t feel well.
I wasn’t like a pro
’cause I had a bad throw.
When I lose my last button
at least I have a belly button.
Buttons was our game
but I had a bad aim.
Didoo bought clothes with zip
so buttons I wouldn’t rip.
