• What am I going to do today?
    When I'm only at home,
    and there's nothing to say,
    and I'm all alone,
    plus no one is here,
    so i simply hide in fear.

    I lock my door,
    in case of a theif,
    then lie on the floor,
    all covered in grief.
    But when the door opened, it hit my head,
    So I stood up and I finally said,

    "You who opened the door, right there,
    I'm mad at you now, and I don't like your hair.
    Why would you open the door in here?
    It hit my head,
    and scratched up my ear.
    I'm going to bed,
    so I don't have to say,
    What am I going to do today?"