Good times.

4 am in the morning,
standing next to my mommies bed
Told her that she must be corning
But she said please go to dad

So I went to my dad at 4 am in the morning
Standing next to his bed
Told him that he must be corning
Told him that he must not be mad

'Daddy can you read that fairytale?
Im scared, please daddy, the monsters are in my room
The witch is getting me with her broom
Daddy, please put them in jail

So my dad took the red book
With the fairytale inside
Told me about captain hook
And the beautiful bride

Then he kissed me goodnight
And I went to sleep
Thinking about the fairy and the sprite
About the gnomes and the sheep
Thinking about my lovely life