| Snappy Pappy is happy for sure He's dancing his way across my hardwood floor He's giggling and laughing a smile on his face Leaving scratches behind him which can't be erased He tapped through the kitchen and down through the hall And pretended to slow dance with the dining room wall He spun and he jumped doing ballet up the stairs He danced and he danced like he had no cares He did a pole dance with my office door frame And a jazzy little jig of which I couldn't name Down from my room he tangoed and clogged And then he even stopped to do the downward dog He did the twist and he salsa'd a bit And then a burlesque routine which was a big hit But when he freestyled to a hip hoppy beat Poor old pappy tripped over his own two feet Then he tumbled and crumbled right onto the floor And now Snappy Pappy ain't happy no more |