2 Weeks In Dizkneelande

You're not my father

You're not my friend

You're just a stranger fillin' in

Convince my family

Good kid I am

You'll take me down to dizkneelande

Help me

Why aren't we flyin'

You'd rather drive

Hotels are fun along the way

You scrub me wet

You dry me clean

We're off to spend the day with mickey

Help me

Come back for dinner

Ice cream dessert

Sit on your lap and watch the tube

Nighttimes for grownups

Bathe me to bed

You scrub me, rub me, rub me

Tuck me in and we pretend

Help me